"Your strength is too weak." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I thought you could at least last a minute."
Tong Zhentian looked at the opponent with a grim expression. Although the man's words made him uncomfortable, he had to admit that this person in front of him indeed had the right to mock them.
"All of you step back."
At this moment, a voice came from the crowd. Upon hearing this voice, Tong Zhentian and the others couldn't help but feel a surge of spirit and retreated one after another.
"Oh?" The middle-aged man looked at the crowd in surprise and said to himself, "Is there an expert who hasn't appeared yet?"
"Heh! An expert may be too much to say, but I think it's more appropriate for you to call me an old acquaintance."
With these words, a man stepped out from the crowd. Upon seeing this man's appearance, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, completely losing the calmness he had before.
