A clear voice rang out from the crowd as Mr. Chen's senior disciple was about to be approached by John, "Close in, tackle, and win with speed."
Just like Little Taishan, John made a rumbling sound as he ran, so it was imaginable what the result would be if the senior disciple was hit by John.
However, such a heavy figure still had an unstable lower base, and his speed wasn't particularly fast. Additionally, John was somewhat overconfident and didn't show his full skills. If Mr. Chen's senior disciple could pinpoint John's flaws, he might be able to take advantage.
John's whip leg was more powerful than his fist, yet he chose to use his fist to face the opponent.
The senior disciple froze, instinctively looking towards the crowd where the voice came from, vaguely seeing a flash of a splendid cheongsam glimmering under the sunlight.
It was Miss Su's voice.
