'Why are they calling each other Seniors?' Liam wondered. 'Shouldn't the other be the Junior?'
Sadly, that was only the beginning of Liam's confusion.
'Why are they revealing their martial arts?' Liam thought. 'Aren't they supposed to be a secret?'
Liam could actually put that doubt aside due to the tournament's demonstrative purpose, but the pleasantries it featured delivered a deadly blow to his understanding.
'And what's with all these compliments?!' Liam cursed. 'Are they fighting or making friends? Is this how cultivators introduce themselves? But how is anyone supposed to understand who's stronger like that?'
Among the audience, the red cultivators were eager, Melissa had already lost interest, and Joel was speechless. Only Randall understood what was going on since he had seen how far Liam's idiocy stretched.
"Junior Brother," Randall whispered, approaching Liam. "Just go there, announce your Seismic Palm, perform it, and bow."
