Inside Longzhou's underground fighting arena, the competitors were fired up, and the crowd roared with excitem…
Inside Longzhou's underground fighting arena, the competitors were fired up, and the crowd roared with excitement. But Xue Chou's mind was elsewhere.
He'd heard about this place for years and had wanted to come check it out ever since. Back when the Nine Mortal Ways was just getting started, though, he was too busy to make the trip.
And even now, it wasn't exactly the perfect time... As he dodged a heavy punch from a burly opponent, his thoughts kept drifting back to the problems brewing at the Nine Mortal Ways.
After a few well-timed moves, the strongman slipped up, and Xue Chou sent him crashing down with a single palm strike.
As Xue Chou rubbed his hands together, a spark of excitement flickered in his eyes. He'd placed a hefty bet on himself. It looked like his drinks for the next half year were covered.
"Let me handle it from here." A strange voice cut through the cheers, silencing the arena.
Squinting, Xue Chou turned toward the figure cloaked in black, Chen San, Longzhou's legendary old beast.
Longzhou was rife with stories about Chen San: a terrifying fighter with superhuman powers, whose unpredictable and ruthless moves made him a nightmare to face in the ring.
But Xue Chou leaned back, a wry smile playing on his lips.
Ghost or man, he thought, a master of transformation like him would see right through it all.