Third Match
Perhaps seeing the Monkey Fist Grandmaster swiftly defeat the Mantis Fist boy, who had charged in fearlessly, everyone else hesitated. For a while, no one stepped forward to challenge him.
The people outside the ring exchanged glances, unsure of the Monkey Fist Grandmaster's true strength. To be fair, the boy from Qiongya Province had been quite good at Mantis Fist—at the very least, he was a promising young talent. But he'd lost in a single exchange, which put considerable pressure on everyone else.
The difficulty of the challenge was one thing. No one wanted to embarrass themselves.
"I'll go!"
Heroine Xiao was itching to give it a try.
She had stopped her senior sister from acting rashly, but she couldn't keep herself in check.
Li Bai heard her and smiled without saying a word.
People grew through stumbling and falling. After running into a wall enough times, they learned just how much they were capable of. They might have to suffer a little, but it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Old Grandmaster He, the "Hundred Step Divine Fist," nodded too. Since the seniors were offering the younger generation a precious chance to spar, Xiao Wei would surely benefit from taking the stage.
Nothing improved martial skills as quickly as real combat experience. And if one experienced the great terror of life and death, one could reap even greater rewards.
Perhaps realizing that a single blow hadn't given the audience enough to enjoy, the Monkey Fist Grandmaster Zhang Yize traded blows with his opponent for several exchanges before finally knocking him to the ground with a Monkey Fist strike. His moves were as swift as lightning. He wasn't merely a nimble fat man—he was more like a nimble bolt of lightning.
The middle-aged Martial Artist roared as he gave