Getting Stronger By Fighting

"That definitely won’t be a problem."

Zhao Feiyu said with a smile, without continuing to say anything more.

After several days and nights of rushing, Wang Zhan and the others finally made it back Inside Tian Pavilion.

What surprised them was that Inside Tian Pavilion was still in a state of harmony. Standing before the main gate, Wang Zhan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He lightly tapped his own forehead a few times, then said with a smile, "Come to think of it, these guys are actually pretty worry-free. Even though I didn’t stay Inside Tian Pavilion, they still didn’t cause any trouble. That really is beyond what I expected..."

Beside him, the Sword Spirit shook his head and continued, "Of course. Right now everyone thinks the two of us are both in seclusion, they wouldn’t even go to the back mountain to look for us, so naturally they won’t stir up trouble."

"Plus, everything has already been properly taken care of, so we don’t need to worry about anything. And the people Inside Tian Pavilion aren’t under any threat, so naturally what you see now is a thriving, prosperous scene."

Just as the two were talking, Zhao Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly. He glanced at the Sect before them, then directly gave Wang Zhan a thumbs-up and said, "I bet there are at least tens of thousands of people in this Sect, right? No wonder you didn’t accept the Black Dragon Clan Leader’s request. Even if you wanted to stay in the Dragon Clan, I’m afraid things wouldn’t go as smoothly for you there as here."

"After all, those people in the Dragon Clan think too highly of themselves. It’s better to just stay here in peace."

Hearing this, Wang Zhan shook his head with a smile and said again, "That’s where you’re wrong. It’s because I share bonds of friendship with many people here that I don’t want to abandon them so easily. Others might not know what it’s like on the Star War Battlefield, but don’t you know it clearly in your heart?"

"I’m sure the sea domain you’re from is also a place where the weak are prey to the strong. If you want to make a name for yourself in the sea domain, you naturally have to pay a heavy price. It’s the same here. The reason I’ve come this far is entirely thanks to the help of the people around me, that’s how I managed to reach where I am today step by step."

Zhao Feiyu nodded. It seemed he really had followed the right person. Although he hadn’t known Wang Zhan for long, he could feel that Wang Zhan was someone who greatly valued emotions and loyalty. If he could continue to follow Wang Zhan, it would definitely be of great benefit to him—at the very least, he wouldn’t have to worry about being bullied by powerful enemies in the future.

All of a sudden, Wang Zhan’s eyes turned, then he smiled and said, "I just thought of a pretty good idea. How about you go in and make some noise first, help me test my subordinates and see whether they’ve been diligently cultivating while I was gone? Let’s see how strong they’ve gotten. If they’ve regressed instead of progressed, then I’ll have to properly teach them a lesson."

Hearing this, Zhao Feiyu pursed his lips in a smile and said, "Since Mr. Wang has spoken, don’t worry, I’ll handle this beautifully for you! I’ll let you see what kind of means this group of people around you really has. But, I don’t know how strong they actually are. What if I’m not their match?"

"Mr. Wang, you’re not just going to stand by and watch me get beaten, are you?"

Wang Zhan shook his head. "Relax. Others might not know their strength, but I know them very well. Inside this Sky Pavilion, there actually aren’t many who can stand on equal footing with you, so you can rest easy. No one’s going to give you too much trouble."

Only then did Zhao Feiyu nod, and he quickly flew toward the Sky Pavilion.

He was actually a little excited now. After all, he’d just started following Wang Zhan, and he also wanted to know what kind of strength the people around Wang Zhan had. That way he could figure out what role he could play at Wang Zhan’s side.

The Sword Spirit beside him shook his head and said, "If he really does get beaten passively, will you step in to help?"

Wang Zhan shook his head. "They’re all my people, both sides are dear to me. Do you think I’m the type who plays favorites? But I still believe Zhao Feiyu won’t lose too badly. I figure the first to make a move will be Xiang Tian, and there’s still quite a gap between the two."

Others might not know what sort of temperament Xiang Tian had, but Wang Zhan knew all too well in his heart. Although he’d been away for a while, maybe everyone’s techniques had improved to some extent, but one’s temperament is hard to change. Xiang Tian had always been a hotheaded type, and he probably still was.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhan and the Sword Spirit were already standing at a high vantage point, looking toward the Sky Pavilion.

At this moment, Zhao Feiyu had already entered the Sky Pavilion. After sweeping a glance over the people standing around, he directly asked, "Who’s in charge here? Tell him to hurry up and roll out to meet me."

The crowd looked at each other. Just now they had thought Zhao Feiyu was one of their Sect members, because during this period, the Sect had been expanded to some extent, and quite a few people had been added. On top of that, Feng Tianci had already split everyone up for easier management, giving each person a few good hands under them so as not to burden them with unnecessary trouble.

But now, it clearly looked like someone had come to cause trouble.

The person standing at the front stepped up to Zhao Feiyu, sized him up from head to toe, then said with open disdain, "What the hell are you? You think you’re worthy of meeting our Sect Master? You should go take a piss and look at your own reflection. Just with that sorry look of yours, our Sect Master only needs to move his little finger to kill you in a second!"

Heh...

Zhao Feiyu shook his head with a smile. He knew what level Wang Zhan’s strength was at, but he had to admit, the people here really were a bit too arrogant—they didn’t even put him in their eyes. Sure, he wasn’t a match for Wang Zhan and the Sword Spirit, but dealing with the few people in front of him would still be effortless.

Thinking of the task Wang Zhan had given him, Zhao Feiyu didn’t hold back at all and directly exchanged blows with the people before him.

With a series of loud booms ringing out, everyone could be seen being knocked to the ground one after another. The commotion here also alarmed Feng Tianci and the others, and they were already rushing this way.

In the distance, Wang Zhan folded his arms. After glancing toward the Sky Pavilion, he shook his head and said, "Their strength is just too weak. Compared to Zhao Feiyu, there’s still a huge gap..."

"I’m really curious though, why is it that while I was away, there seem to be a lot more people Inside Tian Pavilion, and they’re all unfamiliar faces? I don’t remember seeing them before."

The Sword Spirit spoke again, "Maybe it’s because the Sect needed to bring in some Fresh Blood. After all, we count as a major Sect now, so naturally we need to improve our overall strength."

Wang Zhan nodded as well and said, "But these people are just too weak. If they really run into some strong enemies, won’t they just be cannon fodder? Even if they charge forward, they won’t affect the battle much, and they won’t provide any help to us at all. So I still have to find a way to raise their strength a bit. Maybe we should have someone train them. What do you think about you doing it?"

Hearing this, the Sword Spirit’s eyes went wide. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Don’t joke with me. Leave that sort of thing to someone else. Sure, I’m strong, but I don’t like teaching people things, and I don’t think I’d teach them well anyway. No need to waste everyone’s time..."

Wang Zhan nodded. "Alright then, we’ll do it your way."

After all, he didn’t want to force the Sword Spirit either, because he knew very well that he himself didn’t even want to be these people’s Teacher, let alone the Sword Spirit.

Besides, these people’s strength varied wildly. Expecting all of them to become top-tier experts was simply unrealistic. Better to put them through some basic training, and try to get them to master some formation techniques. That might at least raise their overall strength to a certain degree and be somewhat beneficial to them.

Having made up his mind, Wang Zhan’s gaze returned to the Sky Pavilion.

Right after, he saw a familiar figure appear.

In the distance, Xiang Tian, who had rushed over upon hearing the noise, was the first to charge up to Zhao Feiyu. His expression was already as dark as it could get, his breathing had grown much faster, and he said coldly, "Brat, where did you get the courage? Do you even know where you are, and you still dare to come here and act tough? Do you really think you’re invincible or something?"

The people standing behind Xiang Tian all began shouting as well, their gazes fixed on Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu folded his arms, took Xiang Tian’s measure from head to toe, then curled his lips into a playful smile and said, "I thought everyone in this Sky Pavilion was a bunch of losers, but it seems there are still a few who can fight. Your strength isn’t exactly impressive, but you can at least exchange a couple of moves with me."

"Alright, I don’t want to waste time chatting with you. Hurry up and make your move."

Xiang Tian’s face darkened with anger. He clenched his fists, and just as he was about to attack, a figure flashed quickly to his side.

"Old Master Feng, what brings you here?"

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