At this sight, the superpower users from the Golden Eagle Nation sitting in the stands behind the burly man, all with high-bridged noses and blue eyes, burst into laughter.
"Disappointed. So disappointed. Is the martial arts of the so-called five-thousand-year civilization really this useless?"
"Olive didn't even use one percent of his strength. If all his opponents are like this, I don't think I need to take the field at all. Olive alone can kill all the yellow-skinned monkeys."
The group's words were full of mockery and disdain.
In a room above the stadium sat five or six extraordinary-looking elderly men and middle-aged men.
Seeing a Martial Arts Grandmaster from the Fuxi Nation have his head crushed right there on the field,
everyone was too grief-stricken for words.
Bang!
A middle-aged man in military uniform smashed the table into pieces and said with an ugly expression, "These superpower users are too arrogant. With our mighty Fuxi Nation and its population of over a billion, is there really not a single person who can stand against superpower users?"
The others said nothing.
Although they were unwilling to admit it, that was simply the truth.
The mighty Fuxi Nation, with its population of over a billion, still had not found a single person capable of fighting superpower users.
There was nothing they could do about it.
Superpowers were simply too unreasonable.
All one needed was an awakening to gain extraordinary strength.
Martial arts, however, required years of painstaking cultivation.
Compared side by side, it was hardly surprising that superpowers crushed martial arts.
Just as the atmosphere in the room was about to become unbearably oppressive,
a young officer excitedly pushed open the door and walked in. His face was flushed with excitement as he said, "There's news! Elder Li has news!"
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