"Damn it, he actually defeated Han Zhou? Didn't he lack the Bone Structure of a martial artist?"
Qin Lang stood stunned for a long while before coming to his senses. He had been eagerly waiting for Han Zhou to cripple Fang Mo, yet Han Zhou had lost instead. He could not accept that reality.
Qin Linyue narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "This Fang Mo has hidden himself deeply! He quietly trained to this level without anyone knowing. This boy cannot be underestimated!"
"Second Uncle, I told you long ago that Fang Mo was no simple man, but Sister refused to believe it," Qin Lang said urgently. "If it were up to me, Yue Family or not, we should have killed him outright and cut off future trouble. This brat can hide himself so well—he must be harboring sinister intentions. Perhaps he has been waiting for a chance to take revenge!"
Qin Linyue raised a hand to stop Qin Lang and said gravely, "We'll discuss this after we return. Don't meddle in it for now, and don't make another move against him. It isn't that we fear the Yue Family. We worked hard to keep the Yue Family out of this, and we cannot drag them back in again. That would be detrimental to our Qin Family's plans!"
Hearing this, Qin Lang gritted his teeth resentfully. "Understood, Second Uncle!" Yet the cold gleam flickering in his eyes exposed his thoughts. Clearly, he had not truly taken his second uncle's words to heart.
At the same time, Bai Hongsheng stood in the Fighting Arena, holding a microphone as he announced loudly:
"The first round of the Strength Training Realm bout goes to Tiger Might Martial Arts School! The second round, the Ming Jin bout—both sides, send your disciples onto the stage!"