"Chen Tong, it's the Muay Thai king, Chen Tong!"
"I heard that Chen Tong practices the most brutal form of ancient Muay Thai, and he acquired the Secret Technique inheritance. Those who face him either die or are maimed!"
"Now there's going to be a good show, who is he going to fight?"
Chen Tong was a short-statured man, bare-chested wearing a vest that revealed muscles as hard as iron.
He stood on the stage, giving Xiang Bing in the stands a slight smile, "Fairy Moonlight, eight years ago I suffered a loss at your hands, now... let's contend once more!"
All eyes under the stands turned toward Xiang Bing.
With a cold snort, Xiang Bing rose abruptly, then with a tip of her toe on the ground, her body floated down from the stands like a butterfly.
This display won many people's exclamations of admiration.
Then Xiang Bing ascended to the ring and looked at Chen Tong, "Chen Tong, are you still not giving up?"
