In fact, being able to break into the top thirty at the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition was his original goal. Now that he had secured at least the runner-up spot, he had already exceeded expectations.
He looked toward the shore.
His classmates cheered for him, and the teachers watched with gratified eyes.
This, too, was one of the meanings of the competition.
Fighting for oneself, and for those who held expectations in their hearts.
Halftime break.
Lu Chenzhou walked to the shore, a bright red footprint on his chest. In order to fight Wang Hongdao at his best, he had applied some Purple Jade Ointment.
Ji Xuantong said:
"Very good. To be honest, I was sweating bullets at first."
Old Tian's strength is also formidable—no doubt about it.
Ji Feiyan said:
"I knew from the start that Junior Brother would win."
Ji Xuantong:
"Come off it."
Shi Ruyu asked:
"Junior Brother, can you still fight? That kick was pretty vicious."
Lu Chenzhou grinned and said:
