While Wu Jian could not hear what the people in the stands were saying, the mocking laughter from many still reached him. He looked around to find several people pointing at him as they guffawed. Fools, every one of them. They believed a person’s cultivation was everything and therefore couldn’t fathom how someone like him could win, but he would render them all speachless.
He would just have to let his fists do the talking.
A referee stood off to the side, hand raised. Wu Jian took a deep breath. Everyone here had a higher cultivation than him, which meant he should strike fast and hard before they had time to prepare themselves.
“Ready? Fight!”
The referee swung his hand down.
Wu Jian struck before anyone else, launching four punches in rapid succession. It should not have been poss
