There was a breeze blowing somewhere.

Zhao Gangliang slowly opened his hand and raised it.

immediately.

In the entire venue.

Thunderous cheers and applause rang out.

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

People also forgot that Zhao Gang-ling is an foreign enemy!

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

With a young body of less than 20 years, he defeated the undefeated legend of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation.

He is the president of the new ancient martial arts Federation.

It will also be a new legend.

"Zhao Gang-ling, Zhao Gang-ling, Zhao Gang-ling!"

People suddenly began to shout Zhao Gang-rye's name.

Zhao Gang's corner of his mouth slightly raised.

He smiled.

Just as before.

The open hand seemed to embrace his subjects.
Chapter completed!