Half a month later, at the large sports stadium in Xingcai District.
The human flow was surging, and banners outside declared, "The 27th Xingcai District Martial Arts Tournament."
After touring the local martial arts halls, Zhong Shenxiu had found that the strongest was still Lao Liu from White Ape Martial Arts Hall, and gradually he lost interest, starting to focus on the official large-scale events.
He had passed the preliminaries easily.
For a Martial Artist of his caliber, bullying these novices who didn't even know what Qi-Blood was, was more egregious than an adult hitting a child, yet Zhong Shenxiu relished in it.
After all, his main purpose was to show off.
Defeating an opponent in one move was outdated.
The record he created was that since the beginning of the competition, he stood still, allowing his opponents to attack him until they collapsed from exhaustion.
This style greatly appealed to the media who fueled its popularity, making him a sensation in the reports.
