Park Yong-jun boasted freely.
He thought the program he arranged was interesting.
In reality, regardless of whether it was Zhao Guanlan, Ogata Shitou, Ma Ran, or Su Qiangwei, none of them were particularly interested.
What's so interesting about amateurs pecking at each other?
Those Extraordinary Ones fighting with full sound and light effects, in fact, are just so-so.
Jumping into the air to do a spinning kick, is it to present a flaw to the opponent?
Except for the few Superpower Users with air control abilities, jumping up to kick someone, isn't that courting death?
No wonder the visiting group members looked down on these performers.
It's just that they are too amateurish.
"So trashy, I can't be interested at all!"
The boy codenamed Stool couldn't help but mutter: "Even under equal combat power conditions, I could kill them more than ten times!"
"A performance is ultimately just a performance..."
