"I can't stand it anymore. I, Wang Fan, will be the first to step out."
Wang Fan, the descendant of the Mantis Fist style, let out a loud roar and leaped directly onto the competition ring, landing atop the giant bronze tripod placed there. The tripod was massive; Wang Fan and Lei Hu stood on opposite ends, with nearly a meter of space between them.
"Very well. I’ll let you make the first move," Lei Hu said, looking at Wang Fan. He extended one hand while keeping the other behind his back, clearly not taking Wang Fan seriously in the slightest. "For a small-time character like you, a single hand is enough for me to finish you off."
Chapter 42