"What's going on? Why haven't they started fighting yet?"
"Yeah, they look like they're chatting about something. Come on, this is a martial arts match! Whatever you want to talk about, can't you wait until after the fight, once there's a winner and you're off the platform?"
Many people were getting impatient. The two fighters on the platform had been there for quite a while without starting their match, chatting instead.
As for what Tao Kecheng and Min Zhengyi were saying, the people below couldn't hear them.
After all, they were quite far away.
Not to mention the viewers watching the match through the livestream.
Just as everyone was starting to lose patience, Tao Kecheng spoke again. "All right, I'm done wasting my breath on you."
"I'll ask you one more time. Will you concede on your own, or do I have to slap you off the platform?"
Min Zhengyi took a deep breath, his voice tinged with reluctance. "What you said might be true, but I won't concede without seeing your strength for myself!"
"Good! In that case, I'll give you what you want!"
Tao Kecheng snorted.
The next moment, he suddenly darted forward, appearing in front of Min Zhengyi almost instantly.
Min Zhengyi was stunned. But before he could react, Tao Kecheng had already brought his palm down and sent him flying with a solid slap...
The audience and online viewers had already been growing impatient because the two had taken so long to make a move. Then, in the blink of an eye, the situation on the platform suddenly changed, and the match was over.
Min Zhengyi had been slapped right off the platform by Tao Kecheng. Everyone was left gaping in shock!
"Holy crap! What just happened?"
"Damn, did it have to happen that fast?