Chapter 942: Lying in Spring

Your hearing was excellent; you heard what the crowd said without getting angry and still smiled as you walked towards the contestant seats with graceful steps.

"Luo Yun, I didn't expect you to dare to come," Zhang Chunfeng slowly approached from the corner at this time.

"Of course I dared to come, not only have I come, but I also plan to take something away."

"What is that?"

"Guess? Wahahaha."

"No matter what, I hope you don't die. Because if you must die, you should die at my hands, Zhang Chunfeng." With that, Zhang Chunfeng coolly turned and left, apparently having no intention of joining the worldly selection tournament.

The tournament schedule had been arranged in advance, and you were placed in group C. With your current strength, there was no one in group C who could compete with you in rounds; usually, as soon as you stepped up, the person would report their name and then you would send them flying with one punch. Rarely could anyone see how you threw your punch.