Everyone stared expectantly at the high platform at the front.
Above, there were two hosts, a man and a woman, holding microphones, their expressions somewhat strange.
"Brother Warner, is this how the martial arts tournament is supposed to be?" The female host pursed her lips, looking at the group of skinny martial artists below, and felt that something seemed a little off.
The host, named Warner, is a well-known host in the West Sea. Including this year, he has hosted the Insect Kingdom Martial Arts Tournament for three consecutive years. He should be very familiar with the job and be able to commentate on the clashes and bloodshed of the tournament with passionate words.
At the same time, he is also a fan of martial arts tournaments, because such intense hand-to-hand combat is rarely seen except for battles between the navy and pirates at sea.
But he's not a reporter, and he won't venture into any dangerous places. The martial arts tournament is the stage where he can best showcase his abilities.
but...
What the hell is this?!
Who exactly are these people?!
What about those famous martial artists!
Those powerful individuals who, just by looking at their faces, give you the feeling that they're about to say something like, "You're already dead!"
Why are they all such misfits?!
"Candice, don't worry, perhaps the real powerhouses haven't arrived yet."
Warner swallowed hard and said it against his will.
He himself didn't quite believe that.
Given the grand scale of the martial arts tournament, everyone must have arrived early. Even if some arrived just in time, it's impossible for everyone to arrive at the exact time.
This time... something's really happened.
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