"Ah! Nicely done!" Pei Shao, who had sensed that the atmosphere in the arena was somewhat off, soon witnessed the next scene, one that filled him with immense delight.
Wang Ziqi timidly withdrew his right leg, then actually asked something that made everyone want to bang their heads against a wall: "Sorry, did I hurt you?"
"HAHAHAHA!" After a brief silence, countless spectators burst into uproarious laughter!
Kai's expression could not have been uglier. He shot Wang Ziqi an embarrassed, furious glare, unable to tell whether the guy was pretending to be stupid or truly was stupid! Meanwhile, Pei Shao was laughing so hard inside that he could barely breathe. I was right. Wang Ziqi really is a talent!
Cui Jianhao and the other two looked at one another in bewilderment.
Under the laughter of the crowd, Kai could no longer save face. He hurriedly composed himself and launched a flurry of alternating punches, cutting off every possible route of retreat for Wang Ziqi.
Wang Ziqi was terrified. Then he suddenly remembered what Pei Shao had told him during yesterday's special training: treat Kai like a punching bag. Unable to stop himself, he closed his eyes and tried his hardest to imagine that his opponent was nothing but a punching bag. He even hummed a little tune to calm himself down.
And so, after Kai threw several punches, everyone suddenly heard a sound utterly out of place with the scene before them: "I'm a girl, a pretty girl, I'm a girl, a girl who loves to cry..." With his eyes shut, Wang Ziqi sang earnestly as he swayed from side to side, throwing one punch with his left and one with his right in front of Kai, happily fighting to his heart's content. The entire audience collapsed into laughter once