Chapter 1171: Put Away Your Arrogance and Prejudice

Chapter 1171: Chapter 388: Put Away Your Arrogance and Prejudice

Eighteen times.

Su Yue had not only tied Bai Ziqing’s record but had even set a terrifying new benchmark.

However, what baffled everyone was that Su Yue still hadn’t emerged from the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.

No one could comprehend just how unfathomable his capabilities truly were.

Mu Jingliang constantly monitored the bridge with his Qi Blood. Yet, even after the eighteenth cycle concluded, Su Yue showed no immediate signs of coming out.

“General Mu, could Su Yue be trying to set a record of nineteen tides?” Principal Nanwu asked, licking his lips.

The other vice principals exchanged bewildered glances.

Was it even possible?

Breaking Bai Ziqing’s record was already a monumental achievement.

After all, Bai Ziqing was once hailed as the most perfect Martial Artist in the Divine Land. From childhood, his aptitude had been pushed to its absolute limits by the Taoist Sect.

For Su Yue to surpass him by two tides was truly incomprehensible.

“Barring any accidents, Su Yue is indeed aiming for the nineteenth tide, but he might not succeed!” Mu Jingliang analyzed with a frown.

Meng Yang had previously attempted an eleventh tide, but he failed. Su Yue could very well fail too.

Mu Cheng bit her lower lip, so tense she had forgotten to breathe.

Meng Yang and Bai Xiaolong stared nervously at the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge as well.

Could this guy really break the record again?

Nineteen tides… Just what kind of monster was he?

Martial Artists who had never actually experienced the tides could never understand just how grueling each wave truly was.

“Senior Brother, your record has been broken!”

On the top floor of a skyscraper in Nandou City, a young man with a square face dressed in a tracksuit stood before a floor-to-ceiling window.

He was the current Senior Brother of the Taoist Sect, Bai Ziqing.

With his thick eyebrows, large eyes, and prominent nose, he exuded an awe-inspiring aura of righteousness.

One’s appearance reflected their inner heart.

Raised in the Taoist Sect since childhood, Bai Ziqing upheld the vast and righteous energy of heaven and earth. Devoid of any darkness in his heart, he faced the world with absolute candor and a clear conscience.

“This is a good thing. As a Qi and Blood Martial Artist, I am not exactly a prime example, nor can I serve as a role model for the Combat Martial Artists of the Divine Land.

“I am genuinely happy for Su Yue that he managed to surpass my record.

“People like Su Yue, Meng Yang, Bai Xiaolong, Jin Guoqian, Mu Cheng, Feng Jiajia, and Yang Lezhi, who went to train with General Yao Chenqing—this group of people are the ones who truly deserve to be called the paragons of Combat Martial Artists,” Bai Ziqing said.

He stood by the window, his back perfectly straight. A ray of residual light from outside cast upon his face, giving him an almost saintly appearance.

“Even so, we can’t help but feel a bit upset.

“Since childhood, you’ve shouldered exhaustion and pain several times greater than others, never even getting a real rest. You finally set a record, only for it to be broken just like that. It’s frustrating.”

Four disciples of the Taoist Sect stood behind Bai Ziqing.

Though their clothing varied, they shared a remarkably similar aura.

“Don’t dwell on such useless thoughts. Use your time to train harder. The elders are counting on our generation of disciples to carry the banner of the Taoist Sect and protect the people of the Divine Land alongside the government. We cannot let them down.

“I initially came to Nandou City just to see Jin Guoqian’s performance, but I never expected Su Yue to surprise me like this. It truly goes to show that each generation surpasses the last,” Bai Ziqing said.

“They say that a year ago, when Jin Guoqian was at the military academy, he wasn’t even on Bai Xiaolong’s level. Can he really catch up to you in just one short year?

“And aren’t Meng Yang and Bai Xiaolong’s reputations somewhat undeserved? They only managed to trigger ten tides.”

A Taoist Sect disciple asked, his face full of doubt.

Jin Guoqian. He was the strongest of his generation at the Warring States Military Academy, but he had gone into secluded training in the Wet Realm a year ago.

Before leaving, he had sworn an oath: he would not return to the Divine Land until he broke through to Rank Five.

Half a month ago, Jin Guoqian had returned from the Wet Realm. Not only had he broken through to the late stage of Rank Five, but he had also brought back some massive fortuitous encounters.

According to the Taoist Elders’ deductions, Jin Guoqian was highly likely to tie Bai Ziqing’s record of seventeen tides, and might even surpass it by one.

However, the disciples of the Taoist Sect didn’t quite believe it deep down. After all, it sounded too absurd.

They had even looked into Jin Guoqian’s files. It was true—at this time last year, Jin Guoqian was no match for Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang.

Everyone had just witnessed Meng Yang and Bai Xiaolong’s level. They were still worlds apart from Bai Ziqing.

“You all really need to go face the wall and reflect. It’ll be a good opportunity to temper your minds.

“Our Taoist Sect purifies the mind and limits desires. Prejudice and arrogance are our greatest taboos. It seems the Sect’s discipline over you has been far too lax.

“I may have set the record of seventeen tides, but do you have any idea how many resources the Taoist Sect has invested in me since childhood? I can tell you, it’s far more than you could ever imagine. Calling it an astronomical figure would not be an exaggeration.

“On the other hand, Jin Guoqian is a Martial Artist from a military academy. In theory, he became a professional soldier the moment he finished the college entrance exam. As such, the Military Department has spared no expense and exhausted all efforts to nurture him.

“Jin Guoqian and I have only ever had to focus entirely on our training. We have the Military Department and the Taoist Sect—two absolute titans—backing us,” Bai Ziqing said, turning his head, his brows slightly furrowed.

Seeing their Senior Brother a little angry, the other Taoist Sect disciples immediately stood up straight. After all, he rarely lost his temper.

Bai Ziqing shook his head and continued:

“Meanwhile, Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang had absolutely nothing. Even for a single medicinal pill, they had to spend their own money, earn credits in the Wet Realm, or even take out loans. The dangers and hardships they’ve endured are more than ten times what Jin Guoqian and I have faced.

“I will not allow you to look down on any Wuda Students, especially Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang.”