"Xu Yang, you bastard..."
Lu Ren scrambled up from the ground, flustered and exasperated, only to see that Xu Yang had already stepped aside.
"I went easy on you!" Xu Yang said with a smile, cupping his fist as he looked at the footprint on Lu Ren's face.
"You..."
A tremor ran through Lu Ren. Only then did he realize that if Xu Yang hadn't held back, that kick would have been enough to flatten his nose.
He had lost!
He had lost to Xu Yang again, and in such a humiliating fashion.
He had saved his Fuyue Bear King's Palm specifically to fight Xu Yang, yet he hadn't even lasted ten moves before it ended like this.
He had waited three years for this battle, yet he was still the one who lost.
"How could this be?"
Lu Ren simply couldn't believe he was the one who had lost. It had always been common knowledge that his talent surpassed Xu Yang's. Whenever people spoke of Xu Yang, they would only say his talent was *comparable* to his, Lu Ren's.
