C71 Chunshou's Martial Arts Competition 18

In the middle of the arena.

Tong Zhiji looked at the constantly rising momentum from Chen Hong with a serious face. His heart was like a tidal wave and he was no longer looking down on Chen Hong with contempt.

What was going on? Why did the publicly acknowledged trash raise his cultivation by three levels in succession on the arena?

Something must have happened that he did not know about