"What?! They're all Grandmasters?!"
"Uncle Winkler, you can't be mistaken, can you?!"
Cyril and Serena cried out in disbelief.
Even David, Ralph, Jerry, and Brandan were doubtful.
Chief Winkler waved his hand, "I'm not mistaken. You should know that my cultivation is in the Early Innate Stage.
Yet, one of those three defeated me in just a few moves.
Only a Grandmaster could possess such strength."
Hearing this, David and the others frowned.
Of course, they didn't think Chief Winkler was lying.
But if the opponents were indeed three Grandmasters, even they might have a difficult time against them.
At this moment, more shouting came from outside the door.
"Master, our Loyal Martial Arts Gym has been kicked!"
"Our True Martial Martial Arts Gym has been kicked!
"Our North Martial Arts Hall has been kicked too!"
Another group of injured people rushed in from the door.
