What could ordinary martial artists at the Hidden Strength realm like them possibly do up there?
The two exchanged a look, each seeing the hesitation and terror in the other's eyes.
Yang Jing had clearly held back just now. Otherwise, with the sheer power of that punch, Li Chong would have been too grievously injured to even move.
They plotted silently. 'If it comes down to it, when it's my turn on stage, I have to be like Li Chong. I'll act humble and be as polite as possible, just begging Yang Jing to show mercy and not ruin my martial foundation.'
...
The square had long since erupted in thunderous cheers.
"He's incredible!"
"Young Hero Yang is amazing!"
"That was a perfect punch!"
"He sent a guy flying with one punch! Is he even human? Why is the gap between us so huge? Am I the one who's not human?"
