A Troubled Time

The Martial Arts Assembly, the Sequencer Grand Gathering, the Fighting Grand Gathering.

However Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Manqian and the others put it, they were all talking about the same thing.

A grand gathering like this could not be won through verbal sparring; it demanded real talent and ability.

"The other two contestants are your parents, bro?"

Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying's whispered discussion made Wang Li prick up his ears, and he soon understood who made up the group of five.

If he had it right, the entire Zhang Household was taking part, with an outsider like him along for the ride.

Of the five, Zhang Manqian was a regular in the sequencer arena and had plenty of fighting experience.

Zhang Xuezhou, meanwhile, had the ability to control the field.

The other three had yet to get started.

Wang Li looked at Zhang Xuezhou, then at Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying, who were completely in the dark. The little enthusiasm he had quickly ebbed away.

If four skilled fighters were carrying a little piece of trash like him, Wang Li thought he could still be carried through.

But if the Zhang siblings were carrying three little pieces of trash, Wang Li thought they were very likely to be knocked out in the first round.

Opponents facing Zhang Xuezhou for the first time might struggle to guard against his combat technique, but once they adopted targeted measures in the second round, he would have a hard time holding on.

The bad news was a headache, but Wang Li also saw the one thing that offered some comfort for now.

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian could not switch from the Gene Fighting Techniques they had already mastered, but he, Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying had not practiced any combat techniques, so they