"Stop, stop! Kid, stop immediately!"
Park Myung Jun shouted, unexpectedly rushing down from the podium.
This was his most prized disciple. If Zhong Ming continued to beat him like this, he might get beaten to death!
Upon hearing this, Zhong Ming tossed Li Xiangyu aside, but unfortunately, he had already been knocked out, lying on the ground like a dead dog.
Though Zhong Ming seemed ruthless, he had actually protected Li Xiangyu a bit. Otherwise, with such a thrashing, Li Xiangyu would have long been a goner!
"You little bastard, who the hell are you to be so vicious!"
Park Myung Jun stormed up to the stage, glaring angrily at Zhong Ming, ready to intervene personally.
Yuan Shijie, seeing this, quickly ran up too, directly blocking Park Myung Jun's path.
"Park Myung Jun, what are you doing? This is a fair martial arts competition, what are you trying to do? There are so many spectators and reporters here, are you planning to take action yourself?"
