Standing on the ring, Li Chen's momentum was like majestic mountains, unyielding, and extremely stable. Vaguely, it was as if there was a sense of oppression, making even the masters from the foreign martial arts teams feel a hint of suffocation.
"He's a master," Xiuman said indifferently, but a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "Such an opponent, is considered qualified."
Yan Yiwu laughed heartily, "However, no matter how much he jumps around in front of us, he's just seeking his own destruction."
"I'll go this time," just then, the black man from earlier stood up, his body bursting with energy, and directly walked towards Li Chen!
"It's starting again!"
Seeing the black man stepping out, all the netizens tensed up. This black man had also killed a grandmaster before, and his methods were very cruel, showing some strength.
"Can Mr. Cheen handle it?" Haitang started getting nervous.
"Definitely no problem," Zhao Qi declared confidently.
