Chapter 11: He’s Destined To Be Defeated!
"More than a dozen different fights, and yet this trash with the stance of a drunken old fool managed to win them all without landing a single hit on his opponents." Chen Hao was seething right now, as contrary to him, who had to work hard to land a spot in the Semi-finals, someone relying entirely on luck was now seemingly his equal.
How infuriating this was!
But in reality, Jin’s wins had nothing to do with luck.
To take full advantage of Against-Heaven’s Understanding, he purposefully made his fights last longer. He did this by utilizing a Martial Art comprehended from a drunkard hanging around a bar in the Outer Sect.
The Martial Art was called ’Loose Drunken Immortal’s Footwork,’ and essentially made it possible for him to ’toy’ with his opponents until they ultimately ran out of energy or knocked themselves out of the ring.
Not once did he attack them. Their being disqualified was all their own doing.
’I simply want to continue becoming stronger, all the while progressing my Martial Dao Evolutionary Path.’
Jin honestly meant no harm. He was just misunderstood.
"That damn slimy bastard! I could’ve been in the Semi-finals if not for him and his flowy, blowy movements!"
"Same for me! I’m in the 4th Layer Martial Apprentice Realm, yet that little wastrel actually tricked me into falling out of the ring after I already tired myself out!"
"Why don’t we team up on him after the Competition is over?? Beat him black and blue to assuage our frustrations!"
"Excellent idea! I’m in!"