The Harp Goddess
Editor: Hitesh_
"I won't feel jealous of him if I were you. I had been to his house once when he was only six, and I guess what I saw? The kid was practicing that same old punch, and both his fists had been struck into pulp. That was when he first started training. I asked him if it hurts, and guess what the lad said?"
Everyone shook their heads as curiosity burned in their eyes.
"He said, 'it doesn't matter.' I was shocked!"
On the stage, Lie Jian finally struggled to his feet; it was a humiliation to be struck by such a simple punch.
"Kom!"
Lie Jian recharged his soul energy, and the fire-elemental GN force immediately surrounded the Martian. The promise of another round of attacks kept everyone on their seats.
Lie Jian's soul energy didn't stop rising, and in few moments, it had reached level six, just like Li Ruoer and Wang Tong. His injury seemed to have lent him strength, and then and there, the third level six fighter of the year was born.