"Zhang, Zhang Fan, win!" The old judge was stunned, and only then did he come back to his senses and announce that he had sprinkled the poison pill as early as Chiba You, and the outcome would be decided.

The poisonous fog slowly dissipated, Zhang Wanqiu's figure was stiff, he turned around silently, and walked down to the ring on Chen Feng's side.

It didn't take a few steps before a mouthful of brown blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

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