With just a light wave of his hand, a strong man weighing over two hundred pounds was sent flying backward, collapsing on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.
With Zhang Xiaoman's current strength, achieving this was all too easy.
This scene happened so suddenly that everyone present was stunned, and the massive duel arena was plunged into an eerie silence.
"Wow!"
After a moment, a huge gasp erupted, and everyone looked at the young man below with an expression as if they had seen a ghost.
"What's going on! What is happening! Who on earth is that person!?"
"Idiot Dora! Stand up quickly! I bet all my savings on you to win!"
"It's a setup! This is definitely a setup! That guy is just a pretty boy! How could he have such strength! You're obviously putting on a show together!!"
"..."
The emotions of the audience burst forth.
Especially those who bet money on Dora, their expressions at this moment seemed ready to devour the opponent.
"Is that... a Professional...?"
