The New World Emperor looked at the few participants and nodded, satisfied. The participants were all elite members of society. Matteo was especially powerful as he looked smart and steady. He would be relieved if he was the Prince Consort.
At that moment, Florian stepped forward and looked around the venue and shouted, “The first round is Matteo Hanson versus Sampson Cartor!”
Matteo and Sampson walked towards the altar slowly.
At that moment, everyone was focused on both of them.
Sampson was from the Sky Fountain Sect of Westrington, and he was a level four Martial Emperor. He had always placed in the top five in the earlier martial arts competition. His ability should not be underestimated.
Matteo looked relaxed as he smiled at Sampson, “Let’s not waste time. Attack now, and I’ll let you have the advantage of going first!”
‘What?’
‘Matteo was giving advantage to Sampson?’
‘How confident was he that he could say that?’
Everyone was surprised when they heard that.
Sampson blushed and felt insulted. He shouted angrily, “Matteo, we still do not know who will win this competition! I don’t need you to give me an advantage!”
Bang!
As he spoke, intense energy exploded from Sampson’s body. Next, he swung out his fist as fast as lightning and punched in Matteo’s direction.
Sampson used all his internal energy in his punch. The air twisted when it passed by.
However!
Matteo was not worried or in a rush. He grinned and had no intention of avoiding Sampson’s punch. He just swung his wrist casually to meet Sampson’s punch!
Bang!
When both their fists clashed, there was a loud vibration. Sampson looked pale and was bounced ten feet away. He ended up below the battle stage.
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