Half a month later, at the large stadium in Star Color District.
A surging crowd filled the area, while banners outside displayed words such as "The Twenty-Seventh Star Color District Martial Arts Tournament."
After making the rounds of the local martial arts schools, Zhong Shenxiu discovered that the strongest was still Old Liu of White Ape Martial Arts Hall. He gradually lost interest and began paying attention to some of the large-scale official competitions instead.
And he successfully passed the preliminaries.
With the strength of a Martial Artist, bullying these rookies who did not even know what Qi and Blood were was worse than an adult beating up a child. Yet Zhong Shenxiu was having the time of his life.
After all, his main purpose was to show off.
Defeating opponents with a single move was already passé.
The record he had set was that ever since entering the competition, he had never once stood differently. He simply let his opponents attack and wore them down until they collapsed from exhaustion.
This style perfectly catered to the media's hunger for attention. He was reported on by one outlet after another, stealing the limelight.
Every competitor knew that this year's tournament had produced an expert who specialized in external hard techniques. His Iron Shirt had been trained to perfection, and he could make a person bleed from the mouth with a single blow!
At the same time, rumors circulated that this man had challenged dozens of martial arts schools in half a month. He also followed the ancient tradition of making the loser buy him a meal. Even Lan Wangchuan of Sea Blue Martial Arts School had fallen to him. He claimed to have eaten his way through Star Color District without a single rival, making him the hottest favorite to