Boom!
When Dana White finished explaining the special competition rules, the venue erupted once again.
Nobody had expected Dana White to pull off such a stunt—it was a rhythm that spelled trouble!
Down below, Wu Li, Li San, and Zhao Lixin exchanged glances and suddenly burst into laughter.
Wu Li, "Actually, when I said I wanted to take the crown, I didn't have much confidence in my heart."
The strength of the American Team was too strong, with 9 S-level fighters and 11 A+!
Even apart from the American Team, Brazil and Russia were tough opponents, not to mention that we were now in the same group as Japan and Thailand. So, even if Wu Li was confident, he couldn't help but feel uncertain.
Li San looked at him, "And now?"
"Now," Wu Li looked up at Dana White, "who knows what this guy was thinking, coming up with such a rule. If we don't put up a fight, it would be too disrespectful to this rule."
