X-Dragon Era

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Silently watching Ming Xuan, Xin Yun spoke in a deep voice, "How about it, do you have the confidence to win the challenge?"

Facing Xin Yun's inquiry, Ming Xuan clenched his teeth tightly, and although unwilling, he had no choice but to shake his head in humiliation, for he had no chance of winning this challenge.

Taking a small sip of wine and slowly swallowing it, Xin Yun continued, "It's frustrating and helpless, isn't it?"

His body trembling violently, Ming Xuan suddenly looked up, and with indignation, said, "Why! Why do I try so hard, yet still always get bullied? I thought changing places would change everything, but, but..."

Looking at Ming Xuan seriously, Xin Yun gently put down his glass and said profoundly, "This is reality. If your strength isn't enough, you're destined to be bullied. It's not that no one wants to help you, but that no one can. If you want to win respect, you have to speak with strength!"

"Creak..." Clenching his fist tightly, Ming Xuan said in pain, "I know what you're saying, but... but I really have tried so hard, yet all my efforts seem to have no effect at all, nothing has changed."

Looking at Ming Xuan coldly, Xin Yun said decisively, "I know you've worked hard, but... is your effort really enough? Have you truly squeezed out every last bit of your potential?"

"This... I..." Hearing Xin Yun's words, Ming Xuan was at a loss for words.

Staring deeply at Ming Xuan, Xin Yun said in a deep voice, "It's not that effort is useless, it's just that your effort is still not enough. If you don't want to continue being humiliated, you need to work even harder!"

Having said this, Xin Yun took a deep breath and continued, "Think it over tonight, consider whether you've really given it your all. After you've thought it through, come out with us tomorrow. Don't think we're really going out to play; you'll see what we're truly doing."

Shr shr shr...

In the sharp sounds of slicing through the sky, the Purple Emperor hung in the air, shooting out bursts of purple Sword Qi towards Xin Yun and Yi Luo Xiang, while at the same time, Yan Qingying became an array of spider shadows, constantly appearing in various corners, delivering the most brutal strikes to Yinglong and Thunder Butterfly.

Of course, Xin Yun wasn't idle either. The space here was large enough for his Thunderbolt to no longer be sealed, and it exploded in mid-air from time to time, with someone unlucky getting hit with each blast.

Simultaneously, Xin Yun, riding Yinglong, moved deftly, his Dragon Claw swinging fiercely amidst his attacks, and most astonishingly, he seemed to completely ignore the close-range attacks of the Phantom Spider.

Watching the frenzied battle of the three figures, Ming Xuan was stunned, and Xin Yun's voice seemed to ring in his ears once again—was your effort really enough?

Indeed, Ming Xuan's training was strenuous, with almost all his time devoted to cultivation, but... what about the intensity? The efficiency? The results! Were these really pushed to the limit?

"No..." Shaking his head resolutely, Ming Xuan knew that although he hadn't wasted any time, his efforts were still not enough. The intensity, efficiency, and results of his training all had significant room for improvement, just as Xin Yun had said. The reason he was humiliated was still because his efforts were not enough!

"Tsk..." Gritting his teeth, Ming Xuan gave a fierce wave of his hand and, riding the brilliant Peacock Dragon, charged directly into the fray. Although he was currently worthless and couldn't compare to the three individuals, he refused to back down. Even if it meant dying in battle, it was much better to die at the hands of comrades than to suffer humiliation, wasn't it?

In the following week, the three of them trained every night and set out in the morning for deadly real combat training outside the city. In the afternoon, they rushed back to the city to have fun, going shopping or watching shows to relax their minds and bodies.

They only returned home late in the evening to have dinner and sleep, waking up in the dead of night to cultivate until the next morning when they continued real combat training outside the city.

During this week, Xin Yun, through practical action, showed Ming Xuan what true cultivation was. Was using all your time for cultivation really considered effort? No... that was foolish. Those who don't know how to play can't know how to cultivate either. Blind dedication to training will only lead to low efficiency and poor results.

After a week, Ming Xuan was delighted to feel his own growth, a tangible, perceptible improvement he hadn't felt for a long time.

All along, Ming Xuan's training was arduous, but the effects had not been very good. Regardless of his efforts and the hardships he endured, he was still bullied by others.

However, over the past week, Ming Xuan had a lot of fun. He enjoyed his playtime thoroughly, and although the training was tough, his heart was filled with hope. After all... no matter how bitter it was now, as soon as the cultivation ended, he could have fun. Moreover, while enjoying himself, he was training and his strength was rapidly improving.

Ming Xuan had never imagined that cultivation could be so enjoyable.

The week passed quickly, and on the evening before school started, Xin Yun once again pulled Ming Xuan to the tavern. After a night of explanation, Ming Xuan finally understood Xin Yun's meaning clearly.

When it's time to play, you should play to your heart's content, and when it's time to train, you should train as if your life depends on it. Only by combining work and play can you achieve twice the result with half the effort. Buried in training without respite will only backfire. A person can't do well in something they truly despise.

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