Dou Mi Man looked at Shen Tingting across from him, practically drooling inside. He wondered how he could get his hands on this little bitch later. With a body like that, it was such a damn waste for her to be spoiled by a pretty boy. He might as well do it himself—he would definitely show her what a real man was!
The moment Shen Tingting saw the man's build and the especially lecherous look in his eyes, she had him figured out.
The two watched each other from the ring while everyone else in the gym gathered around.
"Buddy, why aren't you talking your friend out of this? The guy facing her may not have the best character, but he's pretty skilled!" A young man in his twenties had also been following what was happening around Chen Mo. When Shen Tingting and Dou Mi Man squared off on the ring, he took the chance to speak to Chen Mo.
"Oh? He's that good?" Chen Mo asked.
"Yeah! He's won runner-up and third place several times in Sanda competitions held in Kyoto! He never got particularly good rankings in national Sanda competitions, but that doesn't mean he wasn't skilled. He only lost because his opponents were too strong. Still, he's quite famous in Kyoto's Sanda circle!" The young man spoke with a hint of admiration in his voice.
He had only just entered the gym and hadn't seen Shen Tingting hitting the punching bag. Otherwise, he would never have said such things. Could an ordinary woman send a punching bag flying like that? Even a man would have trouble producing that kind of strength, let alone a woman!
"Heh! I didn't expect that. Don't worry, my girlfriend should be able to handle him," Chen Mo said.
Chen Mo could tell