The performance of these disciples sent by the so-called martial arts families is indeed average. No wonder Qian Chen said that this disciple from the Cangzhou representative team would most likely not be able to defeat the Mad Dog Fist disciple.

Because he was almost scared out of his wits.

He was also punched in the eye socket. If the opponent had not failed to live up to his expectations and stumbled with his left foot, the outcome would have been uncertain.

The first martial arts tournament was a bustle.

It's just that many people at the scene were industry insiders or martial arts enthusiasts, and they watched it with great interest.

Even Li Feihong, Fang Long and Hong Jingbao looked very excited, as if they were twenty or thirty years younger.

They are more or less capable of fighting.

At least there is no problem with your appreciation ability.

Occasionally, I will cheer loudly when I see something good. A man will be a boy until he dies.

As each game went on, the points slowly accumulated, and finally a hero list was formed, ranking the teams participating in the martial arts conference.

Those with higher points will get gold medals, those with lower points will get silver medals, and those with the worst points will also get commemorative awards.

Actually it's just for fun.
Chapter completed!