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At the side entrance of Jiuqu Fifty Thousand Pax Sports Stadium. Gu Jianxi had completed his Top 32 elimination matches, and was presently watching the lot-drawing ceremony. When it had ended, he walked away, hands in pocket, and turned into an alley in the back.

He had many braids—a common hairstyle in the war-torn zones. Between his neck and chin, there was a clown tattoo in black and blue. Going further down, especially on the more exposed parts of his skin, there were more tattoos of differing images, all clustered and overlapping. It was a disturbing sight.

According to a street rumor, veracity unknown, Gu Jianxi gets a tattoo whenever he goes through an important event in life. The clown profile, for example, represented his first murder!

Currently, Gu Jianxi wore a black T-shirt with gaudy Hip-hop images on it. He didn't look the part of an eminent Physical Invulnerability Mighty One. Rather, he looked like a rapper.