Masters Chen, Li, and Zheng Mingye drew a sharp breath, staring dumbfounded at Shi Potian.
Defeat Chang Wei's top disciple in three moves? Isn't that just bragging?
"Mr. Lin, do you intend to let this... this person fight?" Zheng Mingye looked at Shi Potian in horror. In his view, Shi Potian was younger than his grandson, Zheng Junyi. How could he possibly be a match for Chang Wei's top disciple? This is utter nonsense!
Although Masters Chen and Li looked unfavorably upon Lin Mu's earlier words, they still advised, "Young man, if you're just trying to prove a point, we urge you to give up."
"Yes, Chang Wei's top disciple has mastered the Eight Extremes Fist to perfection, not to mention Chang Wei himself has yet to make a move."
Master Li sighed and said, "This time, our Jiangling Martial Arts World has truly lost all face!"
Meanwhile, Chang Wei's top disciple stood on the stage, looking down with a mocking expression. "Who else?"
