"I can't believe it. The competition has barely started, and someone's already been eliminated. That was fast. I haven't even had a chance to sit down properly." A spectator immediately noticed that someone had been knocked out of the preliminaries.
"The one who got eliminated was Baldy Wang."
Someone recognized the bald man, but his face was full of disbelief. "But how did that happen? Baldy Wang is a Martial Master at the Eighth Heaven. He even had a chance of making the top thousand."
"And he was actually beaten by a guy at the Sixth Heaven of Martial Master Realm. He was crippled with a single punch, too."
He was a little stunned. He knew Baldy Wang well and understood his strength. Wang's swordsmanship had reached a state of perfection, making him a true master of the blade.
He had thought the guy would make it through the preliminaries. He hadn't expected him to be taken out right at the start—and not by a Martial Master at the peak, either, but by a mere junior at the Sixth Heaven.
"So what if he was at the Eighth Heaven of Martial Master Realm? Everyone competing is a monster. For them, challenging someone above their level is as easy as eating or drinking. You're pretty ignorant." Someone sneered.
"Exactly. Martial arts cultivation doesn't mean everything."
"Cultivation techniques, martial skills, experience, combat awareness—those are the key factors that make up one's fighting strength."
"Baldy was certainly strong, but clearly, he ran into someone even stronger."
"He didn't lose unfairly. Getting beaten right at the start just means he wasn't strong enough."
"He was probably unlucky, too. It's rare to run into a monster who can kill someone two levels above them."
Quite a few spectators were discussing the fight. Among them were