"Why hasn't that kid made a move yet?"
Zhao Donglai's mind raced swiftly with thoughts.
He knew Zhang Yao was definitely hiding in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to act, thus he remained calm and even cooperated by creating opportunities.
But half a quarter-hour had passed, Yunyi was already faltering, showing signs of defeat, yet Zhang Yao still hadn't made a move, which inevitably caused him some anxiety.
"No, I can't lose my footing in this madness!"
"That kid is deeply hidden, quite shrewd, it's impossible for him to sit back and let the opportunity slip away!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Donglai temporarily suppressed his desire for victory and continued to press Wang Dezhai.
And at this moment:
"Boom!"
A figure suddenly sprang from the corner shadows, like a tiger leaping for its prey, crossing three meters instantly, aiming a punch at Wang Dezhai's back!
