"They're imagining the outcome of this competition, mainly thinking about your performance, so they feel sick."
Tang Ming smiled and looked at Fu Renjie.
"What do you mean?"
Hearing this, Fu Renjie's face turned cold.
"Nothing much, just saying you might end up at the bottom again, trailing."
Tang Ming sneered, curling his lip.
"Nonsense, this time it's a strength training. I'm a Six-star Martial Master, can I be worse than Lin Canghai and Wu Xiaoyu?"
Fu Renjie shouted irritably.
"That's not necessarily true."
Tang Ming chuckled, looking at Fu Renjie playfully.
"Haha, arrogant. Do you dare to bet?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Renjie laughed in anger.
Men naturally have an advantage in strength over women, not to mention that he is a Six-star Martial Master while Wu Xiaoyu is only a Five-star Martial Master. Regardless, he should outperform Wu Xiaoyu.
"Bet?"
Tang Ming paused slightly, showing a peculiar expression.
"What, are you afraid?"
