Just as Jack Clark stood on the balcony with his hands clasped behind him, looking down and pondering.
The room door opened, and an exhausted Justin Welan walked in, cheerfully saying, "Jack, you're done with your cultivation, huh? It's too bad you weren't at the cultivation field just now."
"Otherwise, you could have seen the frustrated look on Marcus Lindsay's face, hahaha."
Justin Welan was very happy; he couldn't help it, as he had been hammered off the Martial Arts Arena more than a dozen times by Marcus Lindsay during the freshman ranking competition—an enmity he would remember for a lifetime.
Now, only two or three months had passed, and both had broken through to the Third Layer Heaven, but the situation had reversed.
During a practice fight earlier at the cultivation field, he stood in place, letting Marcus Lindsay charge up to the thirty-sixth hammer strike limit of the Chaos Heavy Hammer without being able to shake the defense of the Mysterious Martial Thick Earth.