The moment when the drunkard unleashed all his power, everyone was stunned; this flag bearer, who had always appeared unremarkable and had shown no exceptional qualities, turned out to genuinely possess the strength of a Martial Saint.
A Martial Saint willingly becoming a flag bearer for a dog, this indeed was an irony.
Just now, Big Nose and the others were so arrogant in front of a Martial Saint, which was yet another irony.
"Hehe, you kid really are not simple, no wonder you are considered my equal," Zhang Long chuckled with a smile.
From the moment he stepped forward, he was destined to be on the same side as the drunkard. Seeing the drunkard's strength, Big Nose's face turned pale.
Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe that a Martial Saint could go to such lengths, setting aside all pride to cheer for a dog with a flag.
