Leiting Physique
Editor: Henyee Translations
Matches continued in the arena.
Wang Teng and Ji Xiuming were the earliest to finish their matches, much faster than the rest of the competitors.
In fact, they were the most relaxed participants in the entire competition.
They finished their first match and beat their opponents easily. Not many people could do this.
Ji Xiuming went down the arena and saw Wang Teng standing not far away. He glanced at him before shifting his gaze away, walking directly past him.
Wang Teng smiled without minding him at all. He sat down casually in the resting area and turned to look at the arena fights.
Ren Qingcang and his opponent had just stepped on the arena.
A lot of spectators were focused on this arena as many people were paying close attention to him. After all, he was Leiting Martial House president's direct disciple. This identity allowed him to be eye-catching wherever he went.
Many people wanted to know how powerful Ren Qingcang was.