Exhibition center.
"Martial Arts Conference second round, third match."
"Group C."
"Crane Fist Sect, He Jiu."
"Snake Fist Sect, Li Qing."
After Zhou Qiming shouted out the names,
He Jiu of Crane Fist Sect quickly stood up and nervously walked towards the battlefield.
His opponent was Bai Wuyi, who was previously punched into a wall by Chen Sheng in the last round.
Although he was seriously injured at the time.
Luckily, the Sect Leader of the Snake Fist Sect was skilled in healing arts.
After a round of treatment, Bai Wuyi managed to substantially recover by the next morning and successfully advanced to the second round.
However,
with Chen Sheng present,
Bai Wuyi had already lost hope for the title of the champion.
Now, he just wants to take things one step at a time and consider this as an opportunity to hone his skills.
Quickly.
The two of them stood firm on the battlefield.
"I ask for your guidance, Brother Bai."
He Jiu swallowed nervously.
