Lu Yang’s reputation preceded him, his renown spreading far and wide. Zhong Yi wasn’t a fool. If he went against Lu Yang by himself, he would certainly lose.

Hearing Zhong Yi’s wish, the crowd looked up, staring at Lu Yang. Even those who wanted to acknowledge him as their big brother were no exception.

After all, this was the champion’s wish—it had to be fulfilled.

Moreover, acknowledging him as big brother could be done after the fight too.

“Old Meng, what should we do?” Cold sweat poured down Lu Yang’s back. He felt like a fattened white hog tied to a chair, facing a pack of starving wolves.

Meng Jingzhou had anticipated this situation and signaled for Lu Yang not to worry. “Relax, I’ve already registered this with the authorities. Our event follows legal procedures; it doesn’t count...