Kapitel 153: The Eight Feet Man

While walking up the stairs to the arena, Li Mao felt that he was not as nervous as before. Maybe it was because this was not a very important tournament, so it did not matter even if he lost the battle. Coach Shi did not even bother to come, didn't it?

But why am I still afraid, and my body can't help but shiver?

Is it due to a large number of spectators? Or is it because Yan Zheke had performed much too well before that he felt pressurized not to let everyone's effort gone down the drain?

Perhaps there is no particular reason. It's simply that I'm born a loser who can't face such big situation, and deep in my blood flows a sense of inferiority, or else why will I always feel nervous?

Li Mao was self-detesting as he stood in front of Feng Shaokun. He then noticed that the referee had raised his right arm and was ready to announce the start of the battle.