Hawkins looked at Ning Fan with eyes full of envy, Ning Fan smiled at him and then said, "Even inside there, you wouldn't get this kind of treatment."
Not mentioning how Hawkins' face turned red and white after hearing Ning Fan's words, as if extremely complicated.
Ning Fan walked directly to the front of the battle tournament, and suddenly a fighting spirit rose within him as he looked at the people inside.
When he first arrived in this city, he always felt there was nothing impressive about it. Everyone seemed so weak; he didn't want to make a move at all, but now looking at the crowds in front of him.
Suddenly, a boundless ambition surged in Ning Fan's heart. Here, he wanted to become a god; here, he wanted to become admired by all!
Just as this thought flashed in his mind, Ning Fan heard some mocking voices from a distance. He frowned and turned to look towards the source of the sound, discovering that many people were mocking a child holding two large hammers.
