Even though the little girl was going easy, the guy she was up against still got slammed to the ground several times, hard.
Each time that guy was thrown, a cheer erupted from the crowd.
Gu Huaijin and Gu Mengyang couldn't help but twitch at the corner of their mouths as they watched the scene unfold.
Gu Mengyang, seeing that the line of people waiting to spar with Gu Zhiqi had grown long, clicked his tongue lightly and said in a low voice, "At this rate, it won't be over anytime soon."
"It will be," Gu Huaijin glanced down at his watch and noted the time, "When it's time for meals, she'll leave."
After hearing this, Gu Mengyang nodded, then rolled up his sleeves and walked toward the stairs, "Before mealtime arrives, I might as well exchange a few moves with the little girl."
Gu Mengyang had only taken a few steps when a clamor suddenly erupted nearby.
