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The news flash ended, and the scene switched back to the commentator, who was chuckling.

"As what we have just seen, Zhi Tong, Peng Leyun, and Ren Li's opponents have all expressed their desires to win. The Heavenly Son of China is an honorable title, but it doesn't come without pressure. Anyone fighting against you will be fired up. In a forest, the tallest trees are the first to get blown down, and among people, the outstanding ones are most susceptible to slander. Defeating a Heavenly Son of China is an honor, something to remember for life. If presented the chance, who wouldn't give it their all!"

"Let us patiently wait for a feast to the eyes!"

This commentator is good, stirring up emotions with just a few words… Lou Cheng thought to himself. Placidly, he replied to Yan Zheke.

"But what should I do if I want to win too?"

He sent a confused emoji along.

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