The young boy appeared frail, but the skill he had just displayed couldn't have been achieved without at least ten years of practice.
Moreover, his precise control of force showed clear signs of guidance from a master.
The tattooed man lay sprawled on the ground, his joints aching and his strength completely drained. He was filled with dread.
The troublemaker from the start, Qiangzi, saw the boy bring down Biaozi with a single move. His face went pale, and he instinctively hid behind Brother Chen.
"Brother Chen, this guy is too arrogant! He doesn't even respect you; you've got to teach him a lesson!"
Qiangzi egged him on from behind.
Zhang Chen, easily aggravated, wore a dark expression and waved his hand: "All of you, attack! I refuse to believe we can't handle two brats."
His men swarmed forward. Gu Bichen motioned for Yan Lu and Gao Yuyue to step back and then joined the fray.
