C32 (1/2)

It wanted to let this kid know its strength and also show it's restraint. This time, it could only hit him until he was in pain and not injure him, which was really challenging.

Chang Ming was completely dumbfounded by Huang Goudan's actions. In the past, experts didn't even talk about moves when sparring, unless they were close friends who would talk about moves.

The current Huang Goudan looked more and more like a retarded child in Chang Ming's eyes. He was even hesitating about whether he should fight with him. Bullying a retarded child was not something to be proud of. However, since this guy was already here, if he didn't feel like it was going to be interesting, then it wouldn't be a good thing for him to be beaten up.

He raised his hand, grabbed his wrist, and retreated backwards. These two simple movements perfectly dodged Yellow Ox's attack. Chang Ming even retracted some of the force from his punch. If he swung too hard, then Yellow Ox's hand would be dislocated!

Bang!

Huang Goudan's hit didn't hit. His head fell on his butt and he fell to the ground. His whole body was in a state of confusion: [Who am I? What am I doing there?] What's wrong with this? Did he miss the bald man? Eh, why am I on the ground?

This was too big of a difference from his expectations. Shouldn't the one on the ground be the baldy? Did I lose my head to something? Or was there some strange formation? That shouldn't be! I am the ”Emperor”, the leader! How could he fail here?

He pointed at Chang Ming, then pointed at the group of people eating melon, ”Did you guys lower your heads for me?” ”I'm telling you, hurry up and release me. Otherwise, if I don't teach you guys a lesson, I won't be easy to mess with!”

The spectators were all stunned. What the hell was this? Do you want to go back on your word or what? Are these rascals popular these days?

Hearing Huang Goudan's words, Chang Ming felt even more helpless. He felt that Huang Goudan's brain wasn't very good enough for him. What a pity. He clearly had good talent, but why was his brain not good enough for him?

He walked up and rubbed his head, sighed, and said, ”Child, I was wrong, I shouldn't have bothered with you. Don't worry, we are all good people here, we will take good care of you and not look down on you.”

”Oh, not that. I mean, we're all friends.”

Huang Goudan sat on the ground in shock. Not only was I lowered my head, I was even looked down upon? Are all the people here this good at playing?

”Scram!” In his entire life, he had never been at such a disadvantage while shaking off Chang Ming's hand. ”I don't care, let's do it again!” Let's fight head on! I won't let you off this time! You all are too despicable! ”

Deng Fei looked like he didn't have much to show for it. A person who was beaten by his Senior Brother and had a temper really didn't have a bit of elegance. The way he was dressed should be from a big city, so why couldn't he bear the blow? Shaking his head, he went to the kitchen. What a disappointment. He thought he would be able to witness a fierce battle, but he didn't expect that it was just a man with a mouth full of nonsense.