Weekend, Hai City Gymnasium. Clear skies, howling cold wind.
"Is Lu Shen coming today?"
"Is Wan Jie coming? I want to show off my martial prowess before the goddess... no, the queen!"
"Take down those Gaul bastards!"
Over the past few years, domestic mixed martial arts had shown little improvement, while Full Armor Fighting had benefited from several flamboyant combat videos by Lu Zheng. Starting from nothing, it had gained considerable momentum. Some muscular men who practiced Traditional Martial Arts were neither here nor there in the ring due to their lack of experience and slow reactions, but once they donned armor and picked up weapons, they became quite valiant and could put many martial arts moves to use.
Several domestic clubs were run by groups of rich second-generation heirs, who had recruited quite a few muscular Traditional Martial Arts practitioners. Over the last two years, they had gradually begun winning more than losing against Japan and Korea. This year, they had even taken third place at Europe's annual Full Armor Fighting tournament, behind only Hans Country and Bear Country. Gaul Country, which had been pushed down to fourth, was deeply displeased, and that was how this friendly match had come about.
Although this was a match between Wu Yue Club and Saint Lion Club, Zhao Wenyu had still applied for the gymnasium through the proper channels, hired a third-party service company to organize the event, and sold tickets for profit.
At the same time, club heads from Northern Capital, Goat City, and Peng City had also come to Sea City to join the fun.
The commotion this time was no smaller than when Japan's Sixth Day Club had come for that friendly match.
"By the way, is that Lu Ge of yours, the one who holds down the fort,