Zhang Jia threw several fierce punches, thinking he had seized the moment, and with a fierce lift of his right foot, he kicked off the side of the steel cage.
Immediately after, his left foot followed up, running several steps in the air directly on the cage, and then he executed a jumping spinning kick.
"So cool!"
"This is the final moment! This is the final moment!"
"Young Master Zhang! Finish this kid off!"
The audience, seeing Zhang Jia's moves, all turned red with excitement, standing up and shouting with all their might.
Such a risky move is only used when one has a complete advantage.
Apart from showing off and acting cool, it served no other purpose.
In their eyes, this was Zhang Jia's way of ending the match with the most stylish gesture!
"Kid, you're finished!"
Zhang Jia, feeling the whistling wind by his ears, felt as though he was soaring.
The next moment, he saw Ning Fan shake his head and sigh, then calmly utter two words.
"Idiot."
