chapter 23 win championship

Vigorous fighting spirit filled the arena. Abel glanced at Braxton Irwin and found that the seemingly simple Braxton Irwin seemed to be dormant like a wild beast. He didn't dare to be careless and gave him a fist, "Abel!"

"Braxton Irwin!"

After the simple etiquette was over, a layer of faint ripples appeared on the ring, like water. This was Dacheng's Soft Water Fist, which borrowed the power of water and was continuous.

There was wind on the soles of his feet, Braxton...