He chuckled, "Lost my grip!"
Competing with this woman was like challenging a cask of fragrant, heady wine—intense yet leaving a delightful taste that made one unable to stop. Liu Chen's interest was instantly piqued by her.
The Sect Leaders on the stage frowned in unison. Such a fighting style was...hardly what one would expect from a righteous person. Someone wanted to call a halt, but the young and talented Situ Wuqiong stopped them with a smile.
"We shouldn't bind them with dogmatism. Let them be. It's just a competition, after all, and besides, the rules never specified how to compete. Liu Chen is not breaking any rules."
Thinking it over, everyone else could only give up and watched as Liu Chen "messed around" in the arena.
Li Wenshan could no longer stand by and watch—he left Xu Shao behind and charged towards Liu Chen and his opponent. His move blocked Liu Chen's attack on the drunken fighter.
His palm struck Li Wenshan.
