Zhong Ming stood proudly on the ring, while below him lay a group of Korean contestants who couldn't get up. His muscles were not exaggerated, but they gleamed like steel, with a metallic sheen. His physique was straight, like a spear piercing through the sky.
The surrounding audience erupted with shouts, and the female fans who previously supported Jin Dongxu were already silent, afraid to make a sound.
"Snap snap!"
The sound of camera shutters continued to click, as a group of reporters hurriedly took photos to capture Zhong Ming's imposing figure. Without a doubt, tomorrow's headlines would definitely be dominated by this man.
"Yu Guang, how is it? I've always said that this warrior's strength is invincible. These Korean guys are not his match!"
Military Commander Xiao said proudly in the Martial Artists Association.
Although Zhong Ming was the one who defeated these people, it was him who invited Zhong Ming, so he felt he had done a great service.
