The action was full of contempt.

Quentin's actions made everyone excited.

Everyone jumped onto their feet and pointed their middle fingers at the ring.

The audience came from all walks of life, but all of them were already part of the working society.

Some of them were fathers, while some were mothers.

All of their youthful passion had long been erased by society.

It was so difficult to even hold the tournament itself.

Additionally, from the way how Nora had defeated all her opponents with just a single move in the beginning, one could easily see that the contestants in the martial arts tournament didn't actually have any real substance or skill.

In the current age of material desires, martial arts might already have become a thing of the past a long time ago.

No one wanted to practice and train hard from a young age just for the sake of such a martial arts tournament.

That was why the Quinn School of Martial Arts and the Irvin School of Martial Arts had such a high status in the pugilistic world—because they were the only two sects who had financial support.

Not only did they not charge any tuition fees for practicing martial arts, but they even provided financial subsidies and wages to support the disciples and give them confidence in training.

Big Brother and Big Sister had, therefore, become these martial arts practitioners' faith.

Now, everyone's thirst for blood was aroused in this instant.

It was as if those days when they were still young and cocky were right before their eyes.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the ring.

All their indignation and humiliation from being insulted just now was gone, and only confidence and passion remained in this instant.

They firmly believed that the USA's martial arts would definitely beat the Benevolence Hall! When Victor and the other two saw this, all of them frowned.

They, who were originally the victors, seemed to lose their momentum, and they got out of the ring pathetically.

"Get off the ring! You traitor!"

"A treasonous traitor like you cannot live well for long!"

here and provoke us? Team Third In The

Quentin looked at Victor and the other two from the back, his expression turning

observing the match just now, he realized that Victor and

they were, unless Big Brother joined his team, with just him and Big Sister, they might not actually be

that in mind, Quentin lowered his head, picked up his cell phone, and sent a text message to Nora: 'Nora, Victor

the message, he continued typing: 'They were simply too arrogant just now.We must kick their a*ses tomorrow night!'

sending the message,

that there wasn't anything else happening

text message:

message was from someone

in the tournament was his private affairs, so he hadn't brought them with

keep an eye on Nora and protect

report to him immediately if they found any unidentified people looking into

"I'm coming over

ensure his

meant that all the more nobodies like them shouldn't

Victor and his teammates got off the ring and got into the car, they received a call

it go

the bald man, replied, "Piece

they are very satisfied with Team Third In The World, though, and threatened to have them teach us a lesson tomorrow: Abigail sneered, "Team Third In

out laughing

He looked very confident.

conversation, couldn't

dress from Team Third In The World is

guys witless? Victor, you have to believe in yourself.You're definitely a match for her now! Even if Big Brother joins them, the three of you can

Victor lowered his head.

"I find that difficult"

you, Vic? Are you actually putting yourself down at a time like this? No wonder people say that you Americans are incompetent.All of you are so thin and weak.It's obvious at a glance that none of

among the team of three

he heard what Antoine said, he looked at Victor brazenly and burst

"Hahahaha!"

Victor's face darkened.

I, Antoine? I will show you who the strongest in

sneered and said

Antoine was very strong.

strength was on par

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