Xiong Yingxiong, after a brief moment of shock, was overwhelmed with immense joy and excitement.
He hadn't chosen the wrong master. From the display of skill he had just witnessed, he could tell how powerful his master truly was. This was a genuine master of martial arts. Compared to him, the instructors at his martial arts school were nothing but trash!
"Sorry about the cup"
Fang Bai pinched the cup he had flattened with his palm and, with a look of regret, apologized to the round-faced girl who had offered the cup.
"No... no problem..."
The round-faced girl shook her head with a pale face, staring at the cup, now flat as a pancake. She suddenly felt a mix of respect and fear towards this handsome and young professor.
The rest of the students felt similarly to the round-faced girl. Even the few who were usually the most unruly and disobedient clamped their mouths shut and didn't make another sound, as tame as elementary school students.
