"Look, the head referee is speaking to Xiao Huo."
"Let me see!"
"Ah! The head referee even sighed. His expression wasn't quite right either.
"I guess that Xiao Huo wants to forfeit. The head referee must be disappointed."
"I think it's possible. He hasn't begun refining any pills yet, so he has probably forfeited."
"Sigh! I thought he was a dark horse, but he turns out to be just that."
"I have already said that this Xiao Huo is not that good. Maybe he was just lucky in the elimination round."
"Good luck? Brother, do you have some other understanding of luck? Full marks in one round would sound reasonable, but scoring full marks in all three rounds isn't just luck."
"Brother, I know what you mean. Have you heard of a term called Mr. Specialist?"
"Mr. Specialist? What does that mean?"
"It's the kind of person who focuses on a certain technique and practices it to a level that ordinary people cannot match.
