"Martial arts competition?"
Everyone present immediately understood what Huang Laoxie meant when they heard him speak.
Many of them had risen through violence and believed in the power of fists and kicks.
Li Fengzi patted his head, "Huang Laoxie, from what you're saying, it seems you've been prepared for this for a while?"
Huang Laoxie retorted, "What? Are you all afraid?"
"At this point, there's nothing to be afraid of!" Someone quickly responded.
"There's no reason to hesitate anymore. Choosing a common leader through a fight is better than being swallowed up by that young punk, Ning Chengyuan."
"That's right, let's fight and settle this quickly."
This proposal was quickly agreed upon by everyone. The bar was cleared again, leaving some space.
Fearing that Ning Chengyuan might make a move, these big shots had all brought their best fighters to the King's Bar, including Black Panther.
