Chu Yuanfeng's frankness brightened Yang Zhenghong's eyes. Recognizing him meant that he had some understanding of his strength, which was better than fighting an unprepared battle.
He only knew a rough idea about the Muay Thai fighter across from him, aware that he was quite famous locally in Thailand and judging by his age of nearly forty, it wasn't hard to deduce that he had considerable practical experience.
As expected, when the two began fighting, they appeared evenly matched; Chu Yuanfeng was no longer as effortlessly dominant. His defense was watertight, but he rarely got the chance to attack.
"It seems the situation isn't very optimistic! A prolonged defense will lead to defeat."
Yi Kong frowned as he spoke.
The other members of the martial arts club looked quite serious as well. It now appeared that the two on stage were the strongest members of their respective teams, and to a great extent, their victory or defeat would determine the outcome for their teams.
