Jin Zhejian was thoughtful, nodded and said: "Brother, I seem to understand..."
Lin Yi shook his head and said, "No, you don't understand."
"Why?"
"A buffalo who has never experienced being chased by a pride of lions will never know how terrifying a lion is. The same goes for you."
Jin Zhejian was speechless. Lin Yi picked up the teacup filled with Dahongpao tea on the coffee table and took a gentle sip. The temperature of the tea dropped a bit, and it was no longer so hot when he drank it again.
Lin Yi brought the tea cup to his mouth again, and took a few sips. The warm tea slowly flowed from the tip of his tongue into his throat. The unique scent of tea made his chapped lips and throat feel better.
"Your meridians are now ready to be repaired. Don't go to the Chinese National Spiritual Cultivator Competition tomorrow. Just take a good rest."
Jin Zhejian shook his head and said firmly: "No, big brother, I must participate in the Chinese National Spiritual Cultivator Competition tomorrow."
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure you must participate?"
"Yes, I must participate, otherwise I will regret it to death if I miss this time."
"Based on your current physical condition, how much do you think you can use?"
Jin Zhejian smiled, twisted his body a few times, and said lively: "If the meridians are not ruptured again, I should be able to use 60% of my strength. I think I will only use 60% of my strength to advance to the preliminary round of a mentor battle.
There should be no problem, right?"
Lin Yi put down the teacup in his hand and continued to ask, instead of trying to dismantle Jin Zhejian's table in front of him:
"Then what do you think of our Fudu University's performance in Shanghai University this time?"
"It should be considered very outstanding. Just now on the luxury bus, I checked the competitive rankings of participating colleges in the China National Spiritual Cultivator Competition. Our Fudu University has been growing rapidly from the opening ceremony of the competition to now. Now except
Apart from the three well-established and wealthy universities, Imperial University, Huaqing University, and Shanghai Modu University, our Fudu University is already the most promising secondary college to win the first place among them."
"The current ranking of Fudu University is entirely due to the performance of the eldest brother in the opening ceremony today. The stop between eldest brother and Lin Langtian of Modou University was really exciting. Although they almost came to a fight, brother, you also
You proved your ability and strength to hundreds of thousands of spectators at the Magic City Stadium."
"The analysis is very good. It's a pity that you don't become a combat analyst, Zhejian." Lin Yi nodded, feeling somewhat satisfied. He was a little surprised that Jin Zhejian could understand this competition so thoroughly.
"Then you should also know how many teachers are participating in this mentoring competition, right?"
"Well, there are 52 in total. Counting those casual cultivators, strictly speaking, there are 63 contestants.
According to the latest data provided by the organizer, in this mentor competition, there are four spiritual cultivators with extraordinary strength, three spiritual cultivators at the peak of late mortal level, mid-term mortal level great masters to late mortal level.
Xiao Cheng has the largest number of people, a total of 40 people."
Lin Yi said: "How many of the participating instructors from Fudu University have achieved great success in the mid-term mortal level and have achieved minor success in the late mortal level?"
"There are four people in total, namely me and Feng Wenbiao, Teacher Su Ming and Teacher Fang Ping."
Lin Yi stood up, took an empty tea cup with only a few tea leaves, walked to the water dispenser, and filled it with tea.
"40 to 4, which is a ratio of 10 to 1. According to your analysis, how many of these four teachers do you think can successfully advance? Or you can understand that among ten people of equal strength, you
The chance of getting out from inside is only 10%.
But your current strength can only exert 60% of your original strength, which means that your chance of successfully advancing to the next round is only 6%."
"After listening to what I said, do you think you can easily advance to the next round?"
"This..." Jin Zhejian smiled bitterly. Lin Yi's analysis was so reasonable that there was no reason to refute it. He sighed helplessly and said: "The hope of advancing to the next round is indeed very small."
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, a glint flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Are you still ready to participate in tomorrow's game?"
"Of course." Jin Zhejian's handsome face nodded naturally and said without thinking.
"Oh?" Lin Yi was stunned, a little surprised by Jin Zhejian's answer. With a hint of doubt, he asked: "Since you know there is little hope, why do you still participate?"
Jin Zhejian picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip, his eyes filled with calmness.
"Because...brother, you just said that if you want to become a truly strong person, other than fighting for it at all costs, I can't become a truly strong person by staying in the greenhouse."
"Okay!" Lin Yi clapped his hands, his face full of joy.
"Jin Zhejian is indeed my Lin Yi's brother, and he certainly did not disappoint me.
The path of spiritual cultivation is inherently difficult and difficult. If you fail in other professions, you may have to start over again. However, on the journey of spiritual cultivation, spiritual cultivators can only practice asceticism on this road. Sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat. Once you stop, what is waiting for you is not
Failure, but death.”
"Tomorrow's China National Spirit Cultivator Competition, I hope you can go all out. Although it is a mixed battle, you can help each other, but don't always think of relying on others, you have to win everything by yourself."
Jin Zhejian nodded and said nothing more. His eyes were shining, like a lone wolf in the forest, staring into the tiger's eyes in order to fill his stomach.
"Okay, it's getting late. You can rest early when you go back..."
"Okay, brother, I'll go back now." Jin Zhejian stood up, drank the remaining tea in the cup, and said goodbye to Lin Yi.
After Jin Zhe left, Lin Yi looked at the empty room, and his heart was no longer empty.
Lin Yi knew that from now on, Jin Zhejian would completely grow up and become a person like Lin Yi.
When the Chinese National Spiritual Cultivator Competition begins tomorrow, Lin Yi originally planned to let all participating teachers from Fudu University successfully advance, but now his mind has changed.
He can help for a while, but he can't help forever. Even if he helps Futo University successfully advance this time, they will be eliminated sooner or later in the next competition.
If you are not as strong as others, you just can't do it. You have to rely on yourself in spiritual cultivation. Taking advantage of others will only make you die faster.
Lin Yi took away the teacup on the tea table, put it on the kitchen sink and washed it, then smiled and said: "You have to do the dishes yourself..."