Judging by the number of supporters, it seemed that Zhang Xiaofan was destined to lose without a doubt.
In the cultivation of martial arts, the main goal of most competitors isn't to win those points.
Of course, points are very important.
But to exchange for items from the cultivation of martial arts?
By competing?
It's just like buying a villa by driving a taxi.
It's not impossible, but it requires too much time.
Many people's goal is simply to compete, to improve their own strength and experience through combat, regardless of winning or losing, though winning is, of course, preferable.
"Friendship comes first, competition second, and stop at the right moment."
"The competition begins!"
The judge loudly declared.
Formally announcing the start of the match.
"Come on, let me see your strength."
Zhang Xiaofan said in a deep voice.
This match, Zhang Xiaofan wouldn't slack off either.
He would respond with all his might.
