Wu Po Xing withdrew his gaze and began to speak in a resonant voice.
"This judgment above is considered the final decree of the Martial Artist Alliance!"
"Are you dissatisfied? Do you refuse to acknowledge it?"
"Fine! Then go into the wild! Through bloody combat, prove that you are still a martial artist with a fighting spirit! Slap me in the face with facts and tell me I misjudged you!"
Thousands of martial artists stood blushing in the plaza.
Qin Mu, however, seemed very relaxed. He stood there as if all this had nothing to do with him and enjoyed watching this show.
"Qin Mu"
Wu Po Xing suddenly shouted.
"First place in this points competition!"
"You all want to question him? Well, you can! But you should have the strength to support your queries!"
"The elimination rounds begin now!"
"Qin Mu will defend the arena. Anyone can go up and challenge him. Once you beat him, you will win first place in the Martial Arts Tournament,"
