The man talked a great deal. Though he acted attentive, every word carried a sense of superiority-the superiority of someone who looked down on female cultivators. It was as though victory against Su Jiu was already his.
"You look rather delicate. If you can't take it once we're on the arena, be sure to tell me."
At those words, quite a few people nearby gave the male cultivator contemptuous looks, while some bored cultivators standing to one side laughed.
Su Jiu's gaze grew colder still.
Of course, the man knew she was displeased, but so what? A female cultivator who couldn't beat him could only swallow it.
At that point, Zhang Bingchun finally couldn't resist turning to glance at the man, a hint of sympathy in his eyes.
But the man was so pleased with himself that he naturally failed to read the meaning in Zhang Bingchun's gaze.
"Not only do you not know the Aura-Reading Art, I imagine you've never studied the Bone-Viewing Technique either." If he had studied the Bone-Viewing Technique, he certainly wouldn't have dared boast so wildly in front of this female cultivator.
The man's expression shifted. He came from a small aristocratic clan and naturally had never had the opportunity to study either the Aura-Reading Art or the Bone-Viewing Technique. Hearing Zhang Bingchun question him like that, he assumed he was mocking him.
But remembering Zhang Bingchun's status, he could only swallow his anger. He clenched his fists and said nothing more.
Su Jiu's ears finally enjoyed some peace.
Soon, the pair on the arena finished their match.
Zhang Bingchun also stepped onto the arena with his opponent.
The fighting on the arena was fierce, and half the people below had found their respective opponents.
Even so, the remaining half still made no move.
Clearly,