Anton actually laughed. He really did, he burst into laughter as Zhang Yong was exchanging blows with someone else.
This was unbearable, absolutely intolerable.
Zhang Yong's tactic was a feint, luring the black man to turn around, then he leaped backward, right next to Anton.
"If you're so capable, you try!"
Zhang Yong blurted out quickly, and Anton didn't hesitate to confront the black strongman.
"Watch closely..."
With the black man's massive size, huge hands, and long arms, the experienced Anton naturally wouldn't trade blows with him. His strategy, similar to Zhang Yong's, involved luring the black man to throw a punch and then, using a more nimble body, striking from the side or rear.
Anton circled around, landing a whip kick on the black man's thigh.
But, even though Anton had made his move, the black man merely staggered slightly.
So, everyone witnessed how Anton's kick had seemingly no effect on the black man, who acted as if nothing happened.
