Deafening cheers filled the arena, surging back and forth like waves.
A Spiritual Cultivator's powerful Spells came with dazzling effects and a stunning visual spectacle. A Martial Artist's ghostlike speed and movement at the very limit were no less thrilling to watch. This match had far exceeded everyone's expectations, and excitement swept through the crowd.
Amid the cheers, Meng Chunqiu stood in a daze.
The clock overhead showed the time.
15:00:29.
Brother Chen had beaten Brother Jiang in just twenty-nine seconds?
How was that possible?
Meng Chunqiu felt as though everything he knew had been turned upside down.
He and Brother Chen had watched plenty of Brother Jiang's matches. They had gone almost every day while Brother Chen was designing Defensive Runes for him, so Meng Chunqiu knew just how strong that brute was. Brother Jiang could hold his own in the Arena against Martial Artists engraved with Runes using nothing but his own strength, and his record was good. Once he had been engraved with several sets of Runes Brother Chen had tailored for him, he had been like a tiger given wings. The Fourth Tier Spiritual Cultivator he faced that morning was not merely a Yujing University student, but a Spirit Sect disciple with its orthodox inheritance. Yet he had still lost to Brother Jiang, who had beaten him without even using that Sword Qi Rune.
"..."
Why had it turned out like this?
Brother Jiang was clearly the roughest person in their dorm. Meng Chunqiu had always thought so, and naturally assumed he was the strongest fighter too.
As for Brother Chen...
Brother Chen was rather rough himself, much rougher than Meng Chunqiu, but at least he could recite a couple of lines of poetry, play music, sing, and even work as a Music Producer. Naturally, he