"That's great!" Senior Bai cheered before taking another sip of her fragrant green tea. "Then, I'll be expecting your victory, little Miss Yinuo."
Quinlan looked at his tea before copying her and taking a sip, savoring the strong but refreshing flowery flavor. "Me? Winning? I'm just at the Foundation Building. I doubt I'd have a chance at all."
"I know. As you currently are, it would be impossible to win and earn that Heavenly Swor—ahem!"
"...?"
"It's nothing. I was saying, as you're too weak currently, we simply need to strengthen you to have a fair fighting chance."
Right. If Quinlan couldn't fight for the championship, then he simply needed to be trained up until he could stand toe to toe with the other participants! Of course, that would mean that within the 25 days before the tournament is held, he would need to reach the Soul Formation Stage at least!