Sun Yong listened quietly, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. After hearing the full story, he nodded slightly, a clear picture forming in his mind.
It turned out that Yang Jing's ability to reach fourth place was indeed helped by a bit of luck.
The aid from the Hundred Herbs Spirit Pill, Zhou Tong's injury—these were all rare, chance opportunities.
Under normal circumstances, with Yang Jing's current strength, achieving such a rank in the tournament, surrounded by experts, would have been as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
But Sun Yong didn't look down on Yang Jing in the slightest because of this.
He had lived for most of his life and seen tens of thousands of Martial Artists, so he naturally understood how much unseen effort lay behind the word "luck."
