In the crowd, there was a wide open space. These people had seen many challenges and martial arts competitions, and the space left for such events was just right – if it was too large, it would be difficult to see the details clearly, and if it was too small, it would be easy for the participants to get injured. The size of the current space must have been the result of many lessons learned through blood and tears.
On the open ground, Yu Deyi had already made preparations, greeting acquaintances with a smug expression on his face as he waited for Zhang Xiaohu's arrival. When he saw Zhang Xiaohu squeezing in, he immediately stopped smiling, becoming serious.
Zhang Xiaohu looked around and said to Zhang Xiaohua, "Xiaohua, you should stand a little further away. This boxing match might not be able to avoid involving you, and there might even be accidental injuries."
Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Alright, Second Brother, I'll stand with them."
