Feng Wenhao said, "With Zhou Leng's strength, as long as it's against an opponent in the early stage of Blood Transport, there shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Then you underestimate Tian Wenhua's connections. He might not be able to invite someone from Yunhua Jinjing, but what if he gets a master from the Top Ten Martial Arts? Or an experienced veteran who intentionally suppresses their Qi and blood to the early stage?"
"That would indeed be a troublesome matter," Feng Wenhao said.
However, Zhou Leng said, "As long as the opponent is in the early stage of Blood Transport, I really want to give it a try. Winning would be great, and losing would help me discover my own weaknesses earlier, which is also a good thing."
"You people who practice Extreme Martial Arts are all the same, no matter the outcome, it's always a good thing," Xue Chengsong shook his head and said.
The group chatted for a while, laughing and joking, then after some sparring post-drinks, they dispersed.
