Mao Jing said that, but his face remained completely expressionless.
Xiao Fengyun, who had been kicked off the ring, looked utterly terrible.
Only he knew how much force that kick had contained.
When he looked at Mao Jing now, there was even a trace of fear in his eyes...
"Brother Fengyun, how did you get kicked off the ring with one kick?"
"Brother Fengyun, were you not ready?"
"..."
Xiao Fengyun's face twitched when he heard those words.
But with so many people watching, he could not afford to lose face.
After all, martial artists had bad tempers, and people with bad tempers cared about their pride.
Hearing those words, he endured the intense pain in his stomach and got to his feet. "Right. I was careless just now. Didn't dodge..."
The more levelheaded trainees nearby all looked awkward upon hearing that.
Careless?
This was clearly a complete crush in terms of strength.
But Xiao Fengyun had his lackeys too. People like that were everywhere.
"Exactly, that kid has no martial virtue."
"Brother Fengyun hasn't even used his Five-Linked Whip yet. Once he does, he'll definitely beat that sissy into dog shit."
"..."
Most of the trainees naturally did not believe such words.
But given Xiao Fengyun's status in the gym, they could only chime in and act like lackeys.
Hearing that, we all looked at Xiao Fengyun.
Zhang Yuchen even spoke up. "Brother Mao, why don't you sit this one out and let me go up there and have some fun..."
As he spoke, Zhang Yuchen cracked his fingers.
They made a series of sharp cracking sounds, and he looked excited.
The gym owner, Bai Tianshan, darkened his face. "Fengyun, you still want to fight?"
Xiao Fengyun had a bad temper and cared about face, but he was not