It was Luo Yunji's first time on a ring, and the experience felt utterly novel.
Standing on the ring, he looked this way and that. He gazed at the sea of people packed below, at their countless black heads, like black sesame seeds scattered over a flatbread. Then he broke into a happy smile. He continued studying the people below, their faces of every sort. What an interesting experience!
It wasn't as if he had never seen crowds packed together in the Imperial City. But back then, it had been raining, and he had been in a hurry to finish his business and go home to eat tasty things and enjoy himself. He hadn't been in the mood to pay attention to the crowds. Today was the first time he had stood somewhere high up and carefully looked over so many, many "heads."
The clear chime of the bell rang out. Luo Yunji's opponent saw that he was still foolishly looking around and grinning to himself, having the time of his life.
"Junior Brother, please instruct me!" Qi Hao gave a helpless, wry smile and reminded Luo Yunji, who was completely out of it.
But the Little Fatty seemed to have forgotten that he was on a ring, about to compete. He crouched down at the edge of the ring and looked at the people below.
"Junior Brother Luo!" Qi Hao called out again, louder this time. But the ring stood amid a crowd, and the din of countless voices filled the air. Luo Yunji didn't notice his opponent behind him at all.
Qi Hao helplessly turned to look at the elder serving as referee.
The elder was also at a loss over this baffling contestant, Luo Yunji. He stepped over to the Little Fatty and patted his shoulder to