Xiong Guishan slowly assumed his stance, took a deep breath, and steadily circulated his qi through one full cycle.
His entire body swelled with surging true qi!
He smiled, his confidence returning to him.
"Kid, our junior brother only lost the first round because he underestimated you. This time, we definitely won't let you get a cheap shot in!"
Zhao Ritian nodded solemnly. "Yes. I believe in you."
Xiong Guishan nearly died of rage.
He was actually being sincere!
Why the hell were you agreeing with me at a time like this?! Showing off, are you!?
Xiong Guishan said, "This battle puts our reputation and family fortune on the line. We absolutely cannot lose!"
Zhao Ritian said as well, "Me too. When I think of my Senior Disciple Brother and Second Senior Brother below the stage, watching me fight with such eager anticipation, I... huh?"
Zhao Ritian turned around and saw that Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian were not watching him at all.
The two of them had started drinking, chatting and laughing merrily.
Lu Chengwen said something unknown, and Long Aotian burst into laughter, pointing at Lu Chengwen again and again... as if saying, You brat, you're really something.
Zhao Ritian looked embarrassed. "Even if they aren't watching me, I'm in their hearts!"
Someone below the stage waved a betting ticket in hand. "What the hell are you dawdling for!? Xiong Jian Sect! Get him!"
Xiong Guishan had learned from that. Taking advantage of Zhao Ritian's distraction as he looked below the stage, he instantly gathered all his true qi and charged straight at Zhao Ritian. "Die!"
"Hm!?"
Zhao Ritian's reaction was far faster than Xiong Naichao's.
He whipped his head around, his gaze fierce, sharp, furious, and burning with fighting spirit!
"Heavenly Reversal!"
Bang!
Their fists smashed together