Wu Jian won his battle against Jia Song. The man was indeed skilled with his swords, but he didn’t have that many techniques, and he was unable to attack at long range. Wu Jian had simply peppered him with long-range punches until he succumbed. It didn’t matter how durable the body was if you kept getting punched in the same place over and over.
Since he had won, Wu Jian would be going on to face Shā Ying Yue in the semi-finals. He was actually glad that Huǒ Shuchang had fought her. It meant he now had someone who could tell him what kind of techniques to expect.
“You want to know how Shā Ying Yue fights?” asked Huǒ Shuchang as they sat inside the tavern connected to the inn they were staying at.
“Yes,” Wu Jian said.
Huǒ Shuchang didn’t say anything at first and instead opted to drink
