An Tian felt that Tang Ming was quite straightforward, much stronger than the Ma brothers, and since he had no actual connection with the Ma brothers, what was the harm in beating them up?
"What condition?"
Tang Ming had never thought about losing, he was just asking casually.
"If I win, you have to help me find someone even stronger than you to compete against me,"
An Tian said proudly.
"Heh, sure, but I don't think you'll get that chance."
Tang Ming smiled.
"Whether I do or not, we'll only know after we fight. Let's start."
An Tian said coldly.
Tang Ming nodded, slowly walked to the center of the lawn, which was just the right natural arena for their competition.
An Tian exerted his martial energy with all his might and charged at Tang Ming as fast as a cheetah, using his Double Claw technique. The air seemed to tear with the sound of his powerful movements, and his momentum was astonishing.
