"Are you looking for death?"
The simple words instantly froze the atmosphere in the arena.
Facing such a formidable Zhang Yan, Lin Mu actually dared to say such a thing. One couldn't tell if it was commendable courage or just blind confidence. The rest of the audience shook their heads slightly, thinking Lin Mu was far too arrogant.
A flicker of worry crossed Ye Tong's eyes, but she quickly covered it with a sneer. "Does this guy really think he's Ip Man? If he gets beaten off the stage, it'll be so embarrassing."
The smile on Zhang Yan's face slowly froze, replaced by a cold smirk. "You have a big mouth. I wonder if your strength is as hard as your words. Come on up. Watch me kill you with a single punch."
Watching Zhang Yan beckon from the stage, Lin Mu's expression remained unchanged as he slowly started walking toward the platform.
