Chu Zhongtian tried to calm his irate wife. “Don’t be too harsh on Zu An. I’m sure he’s just inexperienced in battle. His performance so far has already been an unexpected surprise for us.”

Qin Wanru would not back down. “It’s true that I had no hopes for him at the start, and him possessing such a formidable movement skill was totally unexpected. Such a surprising level of capability could have been used to secure victory. Instead, he merely used it to humiliate Yuan Wendong. He even managed to spare the effort to play that bee gee em or something. His antics only gave Yuan Wendong the space and time to get serious about the fight. Of course I’m angry at him!”

In her view, the duel would have already been over if Zu An had used his movement skill to catch Yuan Wendong off guard and strike at his vitals. Yet, all he did was slap the latter twice. While it had indeed undermined the Yuan clan’s prestige, his actions had also riled Yuan Wendong up. Once a fifth rank cultivator got serious, it was impossible to bridge the difference in cultivation with only a movement skill.

This tournament was of great significance to the Chu clan. If Zu An had admitted defeat right from the start, she wouldn’t have felt so frustrated. However, she had been shown a ray of hope, and was now being forced to watch as it slipped by them. The feeling of being so close and yet so far away was...