The Fist King Tournament

"Yes. Today, your opponent is the boxing champion of Saint Emperor, Ruan Zhennan. As long as you defeat him, you will be qualified to participate in the selection competition of the Loyalty Hall's boxers."

Lei Dong nodded slightly and opened the door of the car as he spoke. Then, he led Loong Fei and the others towards the gate of Saint Emperor.

"Ruan Zhennan? "Mr. Dong, are you talking about the Iron Warrior Ruan Zhennan who won the boxing competition in Saint Emperor for 28 consecutive weeks?"

When Yang Haohu heard this name, he was shocked because he didn't expect Loong Fei to face Ruan Zhennan tonight.

"That's right, it's him!"

Lei Dong nodded. He had noticed Ruan Zhennan a long time ago.

Half a year ago, Lei Dong had taken a liking to Ruan Zhennan. He had even found Ruan Zhennan in private and was willing to pay a high price to make him his boxer.