He quickly took out another instant pill and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he felt a lot better. He looked at the audience and prayed secretly in his heart. Don't let anyone come up to challenge him again. Damn it, otherwise he will definitely lose.

ah!

"Amitabha, little benefactor Xiao is worthy of being the number one person." The elder of Shaolin Temple said slowly.

This elder's status in the ancient martial arts world is very respected. Being recognized by him almost completely confirms his status as the number one person!

"I don't know if Golden Sword Wang Wu will go up again...but Xiao Feng's condition doesn't seem to be good!"

"Um!"

Just as he was talking, he saw a middle-aged bearded man standing up holding a long box.

Xiao Feng looked at him and shrank his eyes. In fact, he had noticed this guy for a long time. This was his intuition. This guy is definitely very powerful!

"Who is he?" Xiao Feng asked in a low voice.

"Golden Sword King Wu, middle-aged generation, ranked second."

"..." When Xiao Feng heard this, his vision went dark and he almost fell to the ground!
Chapter completed!