"Thinking you can humiliate me is not that easy."
Zhang Xiaowei cursed silently to himself, his mind already made up.
"Please welcome challenger Mr. Zhang Xiaowei to the stage."
An impatient Zhao Wuji bellowed eagerly.
Without hesitation, Zhang Xiaowei made his way straight to the arena.
Standing on the stage, facing Zhao Wuji's smug look, Zhang Xiaowei wished nothing more than to punch him squarely in the face.
All media cameras were pointed at the arena.
Liu Yan and Bai Ling were both nervously sweating for Zhang Xiaowei.
"Ms. Liu, do you think Xiaowei could win?"
"It's hard to say."
Liu Yan shook her head slowly, unable to give Bai Ling an answer.
The two of them had seen Zhang Xiaowei's skills before, but in this situation, they knew that Zhang Xiaowei was in danger.
"Next up, the first challenger from the Qigong Masters Association will enter the ring."
After Zhao Wuji's announcement, a man as large and imposing as a small mountain slowly stepped onto the stage.
