Lu Yun held his hand high and spun in all four directions, displaying his palm to the crowd.

“Senior brother Chi Wuxia’s facial defense is very strong indeed. Look! My hand’s swollen from it!” he proclaimed with grave solemnity while Chi Wuxia wanted to vomit blood.

If he didn’t emerge the victor today, he’d be the butt of all of the jokes in the chaos even if he died after a valiant showing in the arena.

“Have you heard? Chi Wuxia—you know, the greatest genius of the nine divine sects—his strongest defense is thick skin!”

“Yeah, I have! His skin is so thick that it made the Inception prince’s hand swell up!”

“No wonder Huo Shentong and Jin Gushen are both ranked lower than him. Their skin isn’t as thick as his…”

There would undoubtedly be quips...