The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"I'm sorry..." Chu Ying whispered, her tone full of guilt.

She always felt that if she was not there, the game today might have been won faster.

Seeing her expression, Jiang Yingxue immediately comforted her softly, "It's not your fault alone. It's just that the four of us don't have enough chemistry. And there are still five days left. We can slowly get used to each other."

Chu Ying nodded.

For the next five days, Wan Jinan decided to focus entirely on training. He checked out of the hotel with the four of them, leaving the bustling inn and choosing a clearing in the mountains as their training ground. Under heavy pressure, the four of them, under Wan Jinan's guidance, began their arduous training.

The training was not easy, lasting almost from dawn to dusk, sometimes even at night. They ran through the mountains and forests, the wind blowing, carrying the fragrance of grass and the smell of soil, and the four figures intertwined in this lonely open space.

Everyone practiced day and night, and although they had obviously better tacit understanding than five days ago, Wan Jinan finally extended the rooms for them at the Yunlai Inn in the evening of the last day.

"Get a good rest tonight. Tomorrow we're facing the Guigu Sect. I watched their first match, and they also had four Jindan-stage cultivators. Although their moves are strange and bizarre, as long as you can coordinate well like you did during these five days of special training, I believe you'll be fine."

"Yes!" several people said in unison.

But Chu Ying's expression was a little unnatural. She lowered her head slightly and her eyes were a little vague.

The shadow left by that day's competition still lingered in her mind. She always had a thorn in her heart, making her feel that she would still be a drag on the first peak tomorrow.

Cen Yizi stood aside and glanced at her secretly, and found that her expression was not right.

Chu Ying noticed the strange gaze and suddenly raised her head. Cen Yizi quickly withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance, as if he didn't see anything unusual.

As night fell and moonlight streamed into the room, Cen Yizi lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He was somewhat concerned about Chu Ying's listless state this evening.

He didn't know if he was being overly suspicious, but he always felt that Chu Ying was too nervous.

He was worried that Chu Ying couldn't sleep, but as he worried so much, he couldn't fall asleep himself.

He sighed, sat up suddenly in bed, and decided to go out for some fresh air.

I opened the window and the wind outside blew across my cheeks, bringing a cool breeze.

Cen Yizi's gaze turned to the roof outside the window. Suddenly, an impulse surged in his heart. He quickly turned over and jumped lightly onto the roof.

The tiles under my feet gleamed slightly in the moonlight, and the silvery light sprinkled on the tiles, as if the entire roof was covered in a layer of light gauze.

Cen Yizi stood firm. He raised his head and was about to take a deep breath of the fresh night air, but he was caught off guard by a stare-eye contact with Chu Ying on the other side of the roof.

Chu Ying sat on the tiles, legs curled up, knees hugged. Her face lacked its usual sharpness, instead carrying a hint of helplessness and confusion.

Cen Yizi was stunned for a moment, then said, "It seems you really can't sleep."

When Chu Ying heard this, her eyes flickered, and then she sighed softly. She didn't respond to his words, but buried her face deeply in her knees, as if she wanted to use this method to escape everything in front of her.

Cen Yizi walked over to Chu Ying and sat down. He didn't say anything, but put his hands on the tiles, looked up at the moon tonight, and felt the night breeze brushing against his cheeks.

The mountains in the distance were swallowed up by the night, silent and vast, with only the occasional sound of wind and the chirping of insects under the roof breaking the tranquility.

After a while, Chu Ying finally couldn't help it, turned her head, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you speak?"

"I'm not good with words." His voice was extremely gentle. "Besides, I think if you want to say something, you will tell me. If you don't want to say it, then I shouldn't ask."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ying was silent for a while, her eyes blurred, and she sighed softly.

"The competition is tomorrow." Her voice was a little hoarse. "When I think about the previous competition, I stood there like a wooden man, asking Yingxue to come and help me block the sword. I feel uncomfortable."

When Cen Yizhi heard her words, his eyes darkened slightly. He turned around, moved a little closer to her, and said softly, "That's nothing. My performance that day was also very poor. It can be said that I made no contribution at all."

Chu Ying shook her head, a complicated look appearing on her face.

Her hands clutched her knees tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white. "This is different."

Her tone was filled with self-blame. "You didn't move because they didn't attack you. But it was different for me. I saw them charging towards me, and I knew I should defend myself, should take action. But I froze in my tracks, unable to move, completely terrified." Her voice trembled. "I feel so defeated."

Cen Yizi looked at her profile and frowned slightly.

He saw the self-blame in her eyes and her slightly trembling shoulders, and a feeling of pity arose in his heart.

The moonlight made her outline clearly visible. Cen Yizi pursed his lips and gently patted Chu Ying's shoulder. "Faced with sudden danger, no one can guarantee that they will always remain calm. We are only in the Foundation Establishment Stage. If four Golden Core Stage cultivators suddenly rushed towards me, I would be frightened and frozen."

Chu Ying suddenly raised her head, a hint of stubbornness flashed in her eyes, and her voice suddenly rose: "No, it's different. Wrong is wrong. I just don't have the courage. It's my fault!"

Seeing Chu Ying's excitement, Cen Yizi suddenly panicked: "No, no, no, it's not your fault..."

"It's my fault! It's my fault!"

"Okay, okay, it's your fault..."

Chu Ying was stunned for a moment, then she wiped away the tears from her eyes and asked repeatedly, "So you think it's all my fault!"

Cen Yizi's mind was confused for a moment, and he suddenly realized that it was not right if he agreed with him, and it was not right if he disagreed with him.

He pursed his lips and said slowly, "What I mean is... it's okay if it's wrong... We cultivators have longer lives, and time can dilute everything. So what if it's wrong..."

Chu Ying stared at Cen Yizi, and after a while, she burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha, you look so funny when you're nervous!"

Seeing Chu Ying return to her former self, Cen Yizi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up and naturally extended his hand to Chu Ying: "Let's go, it's late, it's time to go to bed. Sleep well and give yourself a chance to correct your mistakes tomorrow."

Chu Ying took Cen Yizi's hand and stood up, nodding: "Okay, let's go back."

Somehow, the moment Chu Ying's hand touched him, Cen Yizi felt like he was electrocuted all over.

Fortunately, it was night, so I couldn't see his red ears clearly. He quickly withdrew his hand, turned around and said, "Then I'll go back to my room first. Sweet dreams."

After saying that, he jumped down immediately.