Night had fallen on the Yunxiao Arena.
The arena was a sea of people, the atmosphere electric.
Thanks to their connection with Zhou Yuanjue, Lu Ming, Li Qingxuan, Wu Tianhe, and the others were seated in the front row of the arena.
"Zhou Yuanjue of the Red Falcon Fist... you guys heard of him? Where'd a master like that come from?"
"You haven't? I heard he's the champion of his prefecture. He's pretty famous over in Guangpu City. I just don't get why he'd come all the way to Shuntian City to compete."
"The champion of a prefecture, huh? That makes him a master, for sure. But picking a fight with Zhang Zhizhen was a mistake, wasn't it? How many other prefecture champions have challenged him already? None of them even made a splash."
