"Fishing Guild's Zhou Chu, here to seek guidance."
Zhou Chu leaped onto the arena and immediately greeted Iron Beggar Zhou Peng with a bow and fist salute.
Zhou Peng glanced at Zhou Chu and frowned.
Internally, he murmured his apprehension, as if he had understood the rules of this contest.
Tian Ji's horse racing strategy, sacrificing the Lower-class horse against an Upper-class opponent, deploying the Middle-level horse against the Lower-class, and the Upper-class against the Middle-level!
Clearly, that was the tactic the opponent was counting on. Considering this, Zhou Peng frowned and said, "Peng Fu, do you dare to step up for a battle?"
Hearing this, Peng Fu didn't respond, but Zhou Chu opened his mouth to say, "Hey, what do you mean by that? Am I not worthy of being your opponent?"
