In fact, by this point...
Ling Zhan had long since proven his strength to everyone, and somehow made people forget that he was merely a first-year college student.
No opponent dared to look down on this Jobless Freelancer who had successfully advanced into the quarterfinals.
The spectators thought back carefully...
They realized that from the start of the competition until now, this Jobless Freelancer's expression had barely changed in any of his matches.
Panic, nervousness, unease...
None of those negative emotions had ever appeared on his face.
This was undoubtedly confidence taken to the extreme.
"It's truly hard to imagine that such a monstrous talent came from such an ordinary background..."
"He might be the only commoner among these sixteen contestants."
At this point, some curious spectators naturally investigated Ling Zhan's background.
Yet it was precisely because they had looked into his background that they were even more astonished.
To be honest...
At least eighty percent of all spectators believed Ling Zhan was not a commoner.
Mainly because the combat power Ling Zhan displayed was simply not something a powerful commoner could possess.
In this class-changing world where strength reigned supreme.
All kinds of resources were immensely important and had long been seized and divided among the major factions and organizations.
Even if one possessed outstanding talent, without resources to nurture it, one would still accomplish nothing.
Many factions and organizations scoured every corner for talent, then stamped those exceptionally gifted individuals with their own family brand.
The fact that a commoner prodigy like Ling Zhan, so upright and untainted in origin, had not been recruited by any aristocratic organization was what shocked people the most.
Of course...
It was precisely because of this that many spectators came to thoroughly admire this commoner prodigy.
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