"Well, then allow me to give you some pointers."
Chen Yu walked out with a smile, exuding the air of a senior.
"Hehe, sure."
Yin Yu forced a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
By saying Chen Yu was providing guidance, he was elevating Chen Yu's status while leaving himself a way out.
The Yin Family was an Ancient Clan with Bloodline Pupils—what could Chen Yu, a mere Body Cultivator, possibly teach him? Could it be about Body Refinement?
Yin Yu silently scorned the thought, not taking it to heart.
"Chen Yu, let me see what you're capable of. Yin Yu was ranked tenth in the last competition, certainly amongst the top practitioners below the eight Guiyuan Realm competitors. Now that he has broken through to the Guiyuan Realm, his strength might even surpass those ranked eighth, seventh, and so on from this year's competitors."
Yin Chengzhuang pondered for a moment, his gloomy gaze fixed on the dueling platform.
