"Such confident words even before the match has even started…"
"Huh? What did the kid just say? Who does he think he is?"
"Where did he get that stool from? What is he going to do to Xu Huai Shang? This is weirdly aggravating, watching this…"
The audience before the main screen had started to get uneasy in their attitude. An atmosphere the reeked of 'Feng Bujue must die' started to spread through the crowd…
"Hahahahahahaha… that does sound like what Brother Feng would say." Seven Kills chuckled and commented through his laugh.
"Hmm… indeed, that is the man's style." Atobe concurred. "It does not matter to him who the competition is… because he has never taken anyone seriously as his opponent before."
"This is not conceit or arrogance, but rather, he is going for broke," Laughing Soul drew out her tone as he corrected them.
"Hmm, what do you mean by that?" Black White Gray asked with obvious curiosity.
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