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Luo City Grand Stadium.

Xu Sheng walked through the gates, a hint of anticipation on his face. "I heard this Lin Fan is a true heir of Ancient Martial Arts. I've watched his videos. His fists are so terrifying that he can crack stones without suffering the slightest injury himself, and he can even walk across water. Maybe he knows qinggong!"

"Heh... you idiot, you've been duped!"

Another spectator was clearly a fan of modern combat sports. He sneered, "Wang Qiao is a genuine combat expert who's won national awards. He's even exposed fake Ancient Martial Arts practitioners before. What Qingyun Mountain, what Thunder Gate... they're all damn frauds. The funniest was this qigong master who flat-out refused to fight Wang Qiao, claiming he couldn't control his qigong once he started and didn't want to hurt anyone. In the end, Wang Qiao scared him so badly that he wet his pants..."

"I..."

Xu Sheng clenched his fists, but he had no way to refute him. He was so aggrieved he could have exploded.

"Excuse me, let us through."

At that moment, three young and beautiful women came from behind. Each had her own distinctive charm, and they politely asked the others to make way.

Xu Sheng was instantly drawn to the one with the most lively, sunny air. "Are you here to watch Ancient Martial Arts' Lin Fan too?"

If they were here to watch modern combat crush Ancient Martial Arts, then he... could probably switch sides for the moment.

Compared with ending his lifelong singlehood, his faith in Ancient Martial Arts suddenly seemed completely unimportant. Betraying it would be easy...

"No, I'm here to support Lin Fan."

Luo Xiaoyi said with a cheerful smile, "I happened to be nearby, so I came to take a look."

"Wonderful! I'm an