Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

The two Stewards looked at Si Qingyu's actions. Their hearts filled with sighs and admiration, as they glanced at Si Jiahao, who was crying and clutching the arm of a middle-aged man. They shook their heads, "This time, please take care of yourself, sir."


Si Qingyu shook off his son's hand and addressed the two Stewards, "Thank you both."


He knew all too well that his chances in the ring were slim. He hadn't even reached the unity of spirit and intent required in the Mortal Realm. Moreover, facing an arrow that was as fast as a gliding light, he really could not think of a way to break it. This battle was a certain death.


However, he affectionately tousled Si Jiahao's head and patted his shoulder. He couldn't just let his son die before his eyes, could he? Thus, this fight, he had to bear it for him. Si Qingyu walked towards the stage, his face grim, but his strides were casual.


Chapter 193: Misunderstanding