Doug knew Wang Yi's personality. Wang Yi would never tolerate being played by the same guy twice.
So when Doug threw a punch at him, Wang Yi would definitely hit back.
Watching someone's fist come at him without hitting back just wasn't Wang Yi's style.
But as soon as Wang Yi hit back, he would inevitably be ejected.
At that moment, Doug was like a Divine Calculator, having already figured it all out.
In a split second, Wang Yi understood Doug's trick.
Doug's fierce-looking face seemed to carry a hint of mockery.
Go on, hit me.
If you hit me, you'll get ejected;
if you don't, I'll make your life a living hell.
Even if you dodge this punch, I've got one combo after another coming your way.
If you don't hit me, I'll destroy you!
The instant Wang Yi read the look on Doug's face, he made a decision.
Just as Doug's fist reached his face, Wang Yi suddenly pivoted on his right foot and turned his back to Doug.
The turn let him narrowly avoid Doug's punch.
With Wang Yi's back to him, Doug couldn't stop his momentum, and his fist shot past Wang Yi's right shoulder.
Wang Yi seized Doug's right arm, hooked it over his shoulder, bent at the waist, and then heaved with all his strength.
Whoosh—
Doug's large frame suddenly flew through the air, tracing a wide arc over Wang Yi's head before crashing down hard onto the floor, back-first.
A textbook shoulder throw!
Doug had considered that Wang Yi might hit back, or try to dodge.
But it had never occurred to him that Wang Yi might throw him over his shoulder.
So he hadn't been prepared at all.
His whole body hit the floor with a heavy slap, almost parallel to it.