If Yun Sheng were here now, she would definitely recognize these two young men as Cheng Bai and Bu Jiuxiao, whom she had met earlier at the Royal Magic Academy.
It was already around midnight, yet Bu Jiuxiao was still rigorously practicing. His reputation as a top young expert of the Wuxuan Wuji Hall was by no means undeserved.
"Practicing day and night, but still can't even catch up to someone's toe. Some people, even when they're just sleeping, progress several times faster than me," Bu Jiuxiao, with his poker-faced countenance, glanced discontentedly towards a nearby wall as he spoke.
On the towering five-meter-high courtyard wall hung a corner of a garment, and a tall, lean figure in a black robe lay on top of the wall. His long hair scattered in the night breeze, and his handsome features shone like the most dazzling piece of jewelry even in the dark night.
The hardship of the training ground seemed to have nothing to do with him.
