Prince Charming Upgrade Syetem

The match had yet to begin and the audience was still discussing it.    

"Ling Xiao should be stopping here this time."    

"That's right, he is strong but he doesn't have a Destiny Soul Martial Skill. He will lose without a doubt against Wang Ming."    

"How many moves do you think Wang Ming will use to defeat Ling Xiao?"    

"Who knows? Maybe it's the same as Wang Ming's last Challenge Tournament. One move is enough."    

"I wonder if Ling Xiao would tell a story in this kind of situation."    

"…"    

About the battle between Ling Xiao and Wang Ming, the internet had been in an uproar these past few days.    

More and more people looked favorably on Wang Ming as the number of Coptic Emperors on the internet became more and more popular.    

There were only a few who thought highly of Ling Xiao.    

However, Ling Xiao was still very popular. After all, he was not famous for his combat prowess in the beginning, but he became famous through his dirty talk.    

A few minutes later, Ling Xiao and Wang Ming stepped onto the stage.    

Just as the host was about to announce the start of the competition, Ling Xiao raised his hand to indicate that he had something to say.    

"Ling Xiao, what's the matter?" the host asked.    

Ling Xiao asked, "Host, did you bet with Commentator Zhou today?"    

Upon hearing this, the host was stunned for a moment before saying, "No."    

"Why isn't there one today? Could it be that the two of you agree on a rare matter? " Ling Xiao asked.    

The host said, "Uh... I think most people agree with us about this match. "    

The host didn't say it out loud, but he had already made his intentions clear.    

Neither Commentator Zhou nor the host was optimistic about Ling Xiao's victory.    

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Looks like you forgot about what I told you before."    

When the host heard this, his face almost turned green. He knew what Ling Xiao said.    

Ling Xiao was reminding him to not forget Ling Xiao's face-smacking stats!    

Then Ling Xiao continued, "Then how about I bet with you two? If I win this fight, each of you will drink a case of mineral water.    

If I lose, then I'll drink two cartons of mineral water. "    

As soon as his voice fell, the entire stadium was filled with discussion.    

"Holy shit!" "Is Ling Xiao that confident?"    

"Confidence? I don't think that is necessarily the case.    

"He is probably disturbing Wang Ming, he said that deliberately."    

"In the face of strength, any strategy is useless."    

"Clown!"    

"I'm just waiting for Ling Xiao to lose and drink two boxes of mineral water!"    

"…"    

Commentator Zhou and the host looked at each other and the two of them immediately became interested. This time, they had a big chance of winning!    

The two of them said at the same time, "Yes!"    

Ling Xiao said, "Alright, it's a deal!"    

"Hmph. You think you can interfere with me just by expressing your confidence like this? You don't even know the difference between us! " Wang Ming said coldly.    

Hearing that, Ling Xiao smiled and said, "No, I am very clear about the gap between us."    

Wang Ming was surprised for a moment, but then he heard Ling Xiao continue, "You, are still far from that."    

"Just speak as fast as you can. You won't even be able to speak in a while!" Wang Ming's face was as heavy as water and his voice was ice-cold.    

Boom! *    

After a gunshot, the match officially began!    

Wang Ming made the first move. Six semicircular sharp blades condensed from Power of Fate Soul shot out.    

"Whiz!"    

An ear-piercing sound pierced through the air, seemingly silently proving the destructive power of the semi-circular blade!