In the venue.

A breeze blew from nowhere.

Zhao Gangjun slowly opened his hand and raised it.

immediately.

throughout the venue.

There were thunderous cheers and applause.

At this time, people had forgotten that this young man named Zhao Gangjun was a soy sauce stall.

People have also forgotten that this Zhao Gangjun is a foreign enemy!

In everyone's eyes, there was only the man with his head raised and his hands raised high.

At a young age of less than 20, he defeated the undefeated legend of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation.

He is the new president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation.

It will also be a new legend.

"Zhao Gangrong, Zhao Gangrong, Zhao Gangrong!"

People suddenly started shouting Zhao Gangjun's name.

The corners of Zhao Gangjun's mouth turned up slightly.

He smiled.

Just like before.

His open hands seemed to be embracing his subjects.
Chapter completed!