An uneventful night passed.
「The next day.」
Exclamations rang out across the square at the crack of dawn. "Incredible! In such a short time, that Zhang Yun has already reached twentieth place on the Heavenly Stele's combat power ranking!"
"He's nineteenth now!"
"What, defeated?! He's known for his speed! Aren't Dao Xuan Masters supposed to be most afraid of speed? What happened?!"
The void split open, and Zhang Yuan appeared. Someone immediately asked him what had happened.
"I don't know either. I was defeated the moment I met her…" Zhang Yuan was utterly bewildered. Staring at his final rank of nineteenth, he felt a bitter sense of unwillingness. He had originally thought that with his strength, he should have at least been able to enter the top ten.
"A Dao Xuan Master, and a woman at that. Let me give it a try."
