C276 The Smell of Gunpowder!

Jin Xiangqing had just finished his words!

In the direction of the Golden Dragon Sect's banquet, a yellow-clothed youth in his twenties jumped into the arena.

He cupped his fists and greeted everyone present.

"Seniors and fellow martial artists, Meng Xing of the Golden Dragon Sect, show us your petty tricks. If there is anything that you don't like, please forgive us. "

As he spoke