บท 1249: That Didn't Look Like A Proper Weapon!

In the arena, one was standing and one was on the ground. They formed a stark contrast.

But the person on the ground wasn't Wang Teng, whom everyone expected. It was Huo Qiya. Everyone was flabbergasted.

"Cough, cough!"

Huo Qiya suddenly moved and struggled to climb up from the ground. There were traces of blood at the edge of his lips. Only a few seconds had passed since he was thrown to the ground. He had regained his senses.

"Look, Huo Qiya is up again. He hasn't lost!"

"Does he still have a chance?"

"But he got thrown off his feet with a single punch. The difference in ability is too wide.'

"Who knows? What if Major Wang Teng only has a powerful punch?"

…

Everyone regained their composure and started discussing upon seeing Huo Qiya stand up.

Because of Wang Teng's sudden outburst of power, this competition became full of suspense. Everyone was filled with excitement too.