"Lin Xiaowu, you're just a food delivery guy! Why should you fight with our East Island 'Shen Nian Warriors'?"
The heavy rain hit the neon lights of the martial arts gym. Lin Xiaowu wiped the blood from his face. In the live broadcast on his mobile phone, the "heat value" was still beating wildly - it was the "Go Takeaway Man" message from millions of viewers.
He touched the bronze pendant on his chest. It was the "Martial God Seal" that had just been unlocked by the system.
Yue Fei's spear spirit whispered in his ear: "Go straight to Huanglong." Guan Yu's sword intention ran up his spine and said, "Martial Saint is here." In the deepest part, Sun Wu's voice was like the falling pieces on a chessboard: "I win this game."
"Why?" He pulled off his soaked take-out clothes, revealing the word "" painted with blood on his back. "Why? There are 80 million of you in my live broadcast room who believe in 'Chinese Martial Arts'!"
Amidst the roar of swords and guns clashing, the barrage exploded into a sea of red——
"Takeaway man, we will deliver this order with you!"
"East Island Martial Arts Ranking? From today on, it will be renamed 'Martial God Live Ranking'!"
