Lei Jinghong ranked fourth internally. He was the top Level 1 Fighter, just one step away from becoming a Special Grade Fighter.
He excelled at Combat Technique, and people said his mastery was flawless. In terms of skill alone, he was no worse than a Special Grade Fighter;
He looked imposing, but his footwork was agile, and he was faster than his build suggested. His kicks were excellent, too.
Recalling the information Wang Li had gathered, Chen Chong nodded slightly.
This was going to be a tough fight.
If he didn't use Second Form, that was.
Lei Jinghong remained silent, looking down at Chen Chong with a calm gaze, even though he'd already seen Chen Chong fight twice.
The new fighter across from him was indeed stronger than expected, but still fell far short of his own level. They weren't in the same league.
Besides, Chen Chong had already fought twice.
Remembering Yuan Jinhua's whispered instructions, Lei Jinghong didn't waste time. He stepped in with a jab.
He went straight on the attack!
The jab was like lightning. The moment his shoulder lifted, it was already in front of Chen Chong. Not only the spectators but even Chen Chong could barely keep up with his movement!
Chen Chong ducked under it, but before he could counter, Lei Jinghong's leg had already turned into a gray blur and whipped toward him in a side kick!
The kick struck Chen Chong's thigh, and pain pierced straight to the bone.
He staggered, then regained his footing, his expression turning grave.
This was the first time anyone had caused him pain like this.
"Good!!"
The fighters under Yuan Jinhua cheered in unison, their spirits soaring.
As far as they were concerned, the moment Lei Jinghong stepped into the ring, the outcome had already been