Di Tianlong clenched his fists and hesitated,"My Yueyue actually didn't want to stop fighting because of the public opinion on the internet."
Su also turned to look at him, waiting for him to continue.
Di Tianlong found it difficult to speak. He gritted his teeth and finally said, " "It's true that there are many hidden talents in MMA. The muscle density of foreigners is different from ours. It's an innate difference."
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to.
Even if he didn't lose his mind in the later stages, he would only be able to win one match at most. There was still a big gap to get the Golden Belt.
"That's it?" su also heard what he had to say.
“？”"Isn't this enough?" di Tianlong asked.
Su also turned around and gave a roundhouse kick.
A 'Kacha' sound.
The 40-centimeter-thick wooden stake was broken in half by su ye's kick right in front of di Tianlong's eyes.
Di Tianlong's jaw dropped to the ground.“……”
