After defeating two renowned martial hall masters in succession, Li Qing's name became known throughout Shengtian City.
Though Li Qing wished to keep a low profile, this was truly unavoidable. It was a necessary path to entering the Grandmaster Realm—he needed to challenge more powerful opponents, and his reputation spreading far and wide was inevitable.
That was precisely why the martial world was never lonely. Each generation brought forth its favored prodigies; it was merely Li Qing's generation's turn to shine.
Interestingly enough, the title Fierce Tiger had once again been placed upon Li Qing's head.
"What a heaven-blessed prodigy! At such a young age, he defeated two veteran Internal Energy experts in a row!"
"I heard this Fierce Tiger really keeps a savage tiger by his side. His skill is lofty and his courage immense—the saying was made for him."
"Who would have thought even Hong Zhentian of Hongfeng Martial Arts School was no match for him? How come we had never heard his name before?"
It was not only those who roamed the martial world who had heard Li Qing's name. Even the storytellers in taverns and restaurants had begun recounting his exploits.
At Drunken Moon Residence, there was such a storyteller holding forth grandly:
"Now then, in the second round, the Fierce Tiger, eight feet tall and eight feet wide, brought a peerless ferocious tiger to Hongfeng Martial Arts School. Before he had even entered the gates, every disciple in the hall was frightened pale—"
Nearby, the tall and straight-backed Li Qing sat upright at a table in the corner, listening to the man's exaggerated tale with a face full of black lines.
Eight feet tall and eight feet wide? What kind of square-shaped body was that?!
Naturally, Li Qing was not so petty as to seek