"So awesome!"
Zhao Xiaodao only felt his heart spirit swaying. He looked around at everyone's actions, then took out his phone and turned on the recording mode.
Meanwhile, with Lu Zheng's appearance, photographers from both sides focused their spirits, turned on their cameras, and started working.
Only Lin Wan, holding the 28-kilogram Bright Silver Coiling Dragon Spear with one hand, looked at Lu Zheng showing off with a playful smile, somewhat envious.
Lu Zheng reached the center of the ring's open space, stood with his feet at an unconventional angle, and said nothing. His eyes were sharp, carefully controlling the intensity of his gaze as he looked across.
"Mr. Shangquan..."
Shangquan Ming waved a hand, opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly stood up.
Looking up at Lu Zheng, Shangquan Ming curved his mouth into a slight grin, nodded deeply, and then, holding a Samurai Saber in his left hand, walked step by step rhythmically toward the center of the ring.
