With a "swish", countless spotlights hit the competition venue, reflecting the night into extreme day.

"He is arrogant, but he has mercy on all living beings." A host with a hairstyle style sā said his opening remark on the stage.

"He is low-key, but extraordinary." The host flattered him without embarrassment.

"He is the soul of our union!" The host breathed a long sigh after saying this.

In the audience, the applause was like chá and the crowd was excited.

"Mr. Yang, We Love You Forever", a line of huge slogans were typoed out.

The forgot girls shouted, "Come on, Brother Jian!" For a moment, countless flowers fell on the stage.

In the guest seat, a bald middle-aged man sat. He was wearing an ascetic clothes, his temples on both sides of his forehead were raised high, and his face was as calm as a mountain, scanning the audience with a calm momentum.

"Master Feng Zhen", an assistant came over, "Please comment on this competition later."

"No problem," Feng Zhen said lightly.

"I hope you will comment on Mr. Yang." The assistant has difficulty, "You understand."

"I have my own sense of responsibility." Feng Zhen put his eyes on the competition stage and did not comment.

At this time, both sides of the competition entered the venue, and the audience burst into thunder and applause was endless.

"One side is our beloved guild leader Mr. Yang." A treble horn made a sound.

Yang Jian gave a blowing kiss to the audience outside the venue, "How are friends, where are the applause?"

"Ah...! Brother Jian kissed me!" A crazy female fan covered her face and screamed.

There was a sudden chaos in the crowd, and the security guards were working hard to maintain order on the scene.

"The other side is the warrior who is not afraid of death, the octopus hunter!".

The octopus hunter was wearing a pair of elastic underwear, and his muscles lit up.

He made a chic look, which attracted everyone's applause.

"The person who came to serve as the referee today is Master Fengquanliu, Mr. Feng Zhen! Let us welcome him with warm applause!"

Feng Zhen stood up, bowed to everyone from Xu's motherland, and then sat down.

"Now, I announce that the game begins!", the speaker announced.

The audience suddenly became quiet.

The two of them stood proudly on the stage, like two mountains, one tall and one short.

The octopus hunter made a blocking fist, and his right fist was waiting for an opportunity to move, staring at Yang Jian with his eyes tightly.

Yang Jian bent his left hand and stretched his way upwards, his right hand was in an elegant arc, and his legs slowly opened for a distance, making a chic Tai Chi starting style.

Feng Zhen on the stage saw this scene and fell into deep thought.

"Ha!", the octopus hunter shouted and rushed over.

When he was about to approach, he pulled out his horse's stance and punched Yang Jian in the chest with his right hand.

The fist was coming towards Yang Jian with the whistling wind. Just as he was about to hit him, a jing light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.
Chapter completed!