Zhang Meng, since he hadn't received an invitation to the Association Grand Competition, was politely escorted out of the hall by staff while he was still waiting.,The person who first took an interest in Wang Lin scoffed dismissively, then roared and lunged forward. The other two exchanged glances and also charged towards Wang Lin.,The foremost person made contact with Wang Lin first. In just a blink of an eye, he was captured and thrown to the ground by Wang Lin. His right hand balled into a fist and retracted, aiming directly at the person's earlobe.。