"So, here among you, gods and monsters, there's no hierarchy?" Zhang Chulan curiously inquired. "Just different types of immortals? That doesn't represent strength?"
"Pretty much, after all every craft has its master, right?" Yuyan found it strange. "Take Tai Shang Lao Jun, for example, his mana is boundless, but if you ask him to roll up his sleeves and fight, isn't that asking too much of him?"
"That makes sense," Zhang Chulan awkwardly admitted. After all, when it comes to fighting, graduates from prestigious universities—masters, PhDs, academics—are a lot better than those from unknown schools, and even more so compared to those who went straight into society after finishing middle or high school; they wouldn't last a punch.
Now he understood why Tai Shang Lao Jun got tossed around by Sun Wukong in "Journey to the West".
It turned out the man simply wasn't good at fighting.
Every craft has its master!
True words indeed!
