Geng Shu pursed her lips. "You make such a good point that I can't even argue back. But once Brother Xu gets thirty wins in a row, he can challenge him by name!"
"If someone challenges you and you lose, there's no shame in that!" Old Man Quan said. "But if you rush up there yourself and lose, that's embarrassing."
Zhou Er didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Your analysis is driving me crazy! How did so many experts suddenly turn up?"
"Didn't the City Lord say there couldn't possibly be another Huang Qi for nearly a hundred years?"
Geng Shu secretly chuckled. Indeed, the martial artists might not produce another Huang Qi for a hundred years, but Xu Tong wasn't one of their martial artists!
They were simply unlucky.
Still, Xu Tong had completely sealed his own strength, so he wasn't exactly bullying anyone.
At last, Xu Tong knocked out his thirtieth opponent with a single punch.
Thirty consecutive wins. The entire crowd cheered. Even if the fights hadn't been particularly entertaining, he was the first person to win thirty in a row in a single night!
That alone deserved applause and cheers.
Then the moment everyone had been waiting for arrived. Xu Tong announced outright that he wanted to challenge the champion.
The referee smiled helplessly. "I'll go fetch him for you, sir. Just a moment."
"Isn't this too outrageous? He's not even resting? He's challenging the champion straight away?"
"Could he be ready to take off his Qi-Training Armor?"
"Ah, what a pity. None of the big shots from Great Saint Martial fought tonight. Otherwise, this match should have been even better!"
The spectators offered all sorts of opinions, but Geng Shu was curious to see just how far that champion could push Xu Tong.