Although she knew that Lu Chen was very powerful, the Xuanwu Sect was by no means a good person.

She doesn't want her opponent to be in danger in the ring.

"Okay, you decide."

Lu Chen smiled without forcing it.

After confirming the quota for the competition, Mr. Wang stepped forward and clasped his fists at the old man with gutter nose: "Master Wang, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Huh... I never cooperate with others, you little shrimps, just watch from the sidelines, I can clear the field by myself!" The old man with the gutter nose snorted softly.

"Um?"

Wang Lao frowned: "Master Wang, even if you are the King of the North Legs and powerful, you still can't stand the wheel battle, right? Besides, I am also on the list. Although the ranking is not as good as yours, it may not be much worse than you."

"Just you? Are you worthy of being compared with me?" The old man with a gutter nose looked disdainful.

"Master Wang! Don't underestimate people!" Mr. Wang was a little angry.

When has he, who has always been aloof, been underestimated so much?

"Why? Dissatisfied?"

The old man with the gutter nose sneered: "If someone like you can block my leg, you will be proud enough!"

"Okay! Then I want to learn your clever tricks today!"

Mr. Wang finally couldn't help it anymore and slapped him directly.

"Overreaching!"

The gutter-nosed old man put his hands behind his back and kicked out like lightning.

Mr. Wang instantly turned his palm into a fist and struck hard with the opponent's foot.

"bump!"

Only a muffled sound was heard.

Mr. Wang was so shocked that he backed up again and again, and his arm was dislocated on the spot.

The whole body's blood surged, and its energy collapsed.

"you......"

Old Wang opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, blood spurted out immediately.

For a moment, his face was as white as paper.

"Do you know the difference now? To tell you the truth, I used less than 50% of my strength in that kick just now." The old man with the gutter nose said proudly.

"What?!"

Old Wang's complexion changed, he was startled.

Just a kick with less than 50% force made him vomit blood.

If this was a full blow, wouldn't it be necessary to burp on the spot? JrNovels.com