"Which dojo is that disciple from? He looks impressive, though he's a bit too young."
"What's that brute Li Zhaoquan trying to do? Bully a kid?"
Disciples from the various dojo schools also stepped forward to watch the excitement.
Zhang Daqing chimed in from the side, "I heard he's a new personal disciple taken in by the Hidden Dragon Dojo. Today should be his first public appearance."
"Hidden Dragon Dojo? Then he's the last disciple of that 'Dragon Lord'?"
"Why not throw an apprenticeship banquet and liven things up? Things have been so quiet in the circle lately. It's boring."
"You don't know the half of it. That man has always kept a low profile when taking disciples. Aside from his first disciple, Meng Bo Shang, whose circumstances are unclear, he took in all his other disciples without a sound..."
Several people from the Martial World began discussing it enthusiastically.
A man's reputation was like a tree's shadow. Li Qi, the Old Dojo Master of the Hidden Dragon Dojo, was highly renowned. Even among the circles of Inner Ring City, he was a figure of some standing, much less in a "backwater place" like Sunny City.
Although his legs had been broken by a ruthless man over a decade ago, crushing his spirit and leaving him half-crippled, the former Dragon Lord's prestige was still met with great respect in the underworld.
The commotion among the spectators did not affect the two men in the arena.
Xue Jing looked up at the burly man before him, a question mark appearing in his mind.
Seeing that Xue Jing said nothing, apparently frightened, Li Zhaoquan grinned and said in a booming voice,
"Relax. You don't need to be afraid. It's working hours right now, so I won't cause you any trouble."
Then his