บท 285: Hypocritical Reality

The martial arts conference was obviously an imitation of some hot-blooded youth manga, which had set up a temporary arena.

The prize was a figurine, which was said to be worth 100,000 yuan in cash.

People nowadays were really too rich.

In the arena was a strong man with a full beard, cosplaying as an orc. He had already defeated nine opponents, and if he defeated Mcgee, he would be able to take the figurine home.

Because he felt that Mcgee's actions just now had stolen the limelight, he issued a challenge to Mcgee. "Little Guy, come up. I want to fight with you."

Although it was a martial arts tournament, it was organized by anime lovers themselves. Naturally, bloody conflicts were not allowed.

Seeing the bald man's provocation, the organizers stepped forward and stopped him. "You can't threaten your opponent."

"It doesn't matter." Mcgee forced a smile. Since he had already signed up, he had to give it his all. This was Mcgee's creed.