"Damn! This Little Dwarf is way too arrogant! Hmph, let me, Zhao, take you on!" As he spoke, a young man walked over coldly from the back.
When he was still two meters from the ring, he stepped and swiftly charged up to the ring.
"Bai Shiyou, the 32nd generation successor of Bai Style Tai Chi!" Bai Shiyou introduced his lineage with a sullen face.
"Hmph! You Huaxia people just love blabbering! You're all show and no go! Kid, since you chose to step into this ring, I should lay down the rules for you! The ring matches are purely voluntary! Punches and kicks have no eyes, so if you get your limbs broken, blame only your lack of skill, not others! If you're scared now, you can just scram!" Shankou Xiaohelang said arrogantly.
"Hmph! I'm just afraid you'll lose too miserably and start cheating!" Bai Shiyou sneered.
"Very well! In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Shankou Xiaohelang said with narrowed eyes.
