The Right Protector of the Kuangsha Gang on the right stepped out: "I'll do it!"
He reached the stage, pushed off with his hand, and leapt up agilely and nimbly. Compared to Sang Youchong, an honest young man walking up to the stage with a bashful look, his presence was much more imposing.
He said, "Wan Qi of the Kuangsha Gang!" With that, he reached behind his back and drew the pair of maces he was carrying.
This weapon is heavier than swords and knives; ordinary people don't use it, but those who dare are skilled.
Sang Youchong looked at the double maces, his throat moved, seemingly swallowing a gulp of saliva, a sign of nervousness.
Duan Sizhan chuckled to the Gang Leader of the Kuangsha Gang, "Still, Qin Gang Leader has a good eye. Your Guardian Wan has won the first match; let's see how arrogant that Feiyun Pavilion remains!"
