675 Chapter 675. A Grandmaster’s Power

Wong was standing with his arms folded when Pallas announced the start of the match. He was still standing without moving a muscle.

"You are not going to finish this match quick?" Kill Order asked. "Should I be flattered because you take me as a worthy opponent?"

"Don't kid yourself, I never put you in my eyes," Wong replied. "I just want to show someone in the audience that every player here is nothing before me unless he comes down and challenges me."

"Oh?" Kill Order turned to the spectators' seats, wondering who his opponent was referring to. "Care to tell me who you meant? Maybe the person will challenge me after I defeat you."

"Hahaha, good joke! Tell you what? I will give you a benefit. I won't use my arms. How about that?"