"Hmph! This priest is obviously in the same group as that stinky bat. He looks harmless, but he actually has evil intentions. Don't be fooled by his appearance!"

"No matter whether he is a human or a ghost, it's useless in front of the demon-subduing stick of Master Jingxin. Just one stick can make him disappear into ashes!"

"I can only say that this priest is too unlucky. He met Master Jingxin. If he doesn't admit defeat, he will probably be beaten badly."

"A foreigner dares to come to our Dragon Country to provoke us, and he deserves to die!"

"......"

When seeing Father Adam appear, the audience below the stage couldn't help pointing and talking.

Many people have a kind of xenophobia, especially in such a large-scale competition.

Without exception, they all chose to support Jingxin.

The competition held by Dragon Country naturally cannot let foreigners steal the limelight.

Otherwise, it would undoubtedly be a shame for them.

"Amitabha, I don't want to hurt anyone, you should admit defeat."

Looking at the skinny Father Adam, Jingxin couldn't help shaking his head, looking a little disappointed.

He represented the King Kong Sect this time to fight for his reputation.

So his target was the geniuses of those big sects.

As for the strange priest in front of him, he had never seen or heard of him, and it would not mean much even if he won.

I think the other party just wanted to join in the fun and gain some experience.

"Master, there is an old saying in your Dragon Country, you can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't measure the sea. The game hasn't started yet, how do you know who will win or lose?" Father Adam said with a smile.

His words were calm, without any waves, and he was very cunning.

"Donor, I'm doing this for your own good. The knife and the stick have no eyes. Once we fight, I won't show mercy." Jingxin said lightly.

"Master, go ahead. I went out this time just to see the style of your Dragon Country warriors. I hope you won't let me down." Father Adam remained calm.

"Okay! Since you are stubborn, don't blame me!"

Jingxin's eyes turned cold, and he stopped talking nonsense and slowly raised the iron rod in his hand.

"The two players are ready. The game officially begins!"

After throwing down a sentence, Zhang Qizhen, the referee, flew down the ring lightly. JrNovels.com