Tang Feng had exhausted the last bit of his strength before he finally threw the baseball bat to the ground.
At that moment, he felt as limp as a noodle, unable to muster any strength.
Actually, the fact that it took so much effort to deal with three ordinary people was somewhat of an insult to his lv1 Martial Arts Mastery.
After all, lv1 Martial Arts Mastery was supposed to be a match for ten people, and he clearly hadn't played his full hand.
But he could count on one hand the number of fights he had been in since he was a kid, and he was usually on the receiving end of the blows.
This was his first time facing off against others, and it was a three-to-one battle at that.
Yet, he still emerged victorious, which had to be considered a significant improvement.
He believed that once he gained more practical experience, he would be able to fully utilize his Martial Arts Mastery.
"Weren't you trying to snatch my dog-head gold? Stop playing dead, come on, keep trying..."
