"Leng Feng, big brother, although Zhang Xiaomeng is young, he's also a master. You really should be careful."
A grave expression on her face, Murong Yu turned her head and spoke to Leng Feng.
However, upon hearing this warning, Leng Feng's face broke into a disdainful sneer.
In his view, Zhang Xiaomeng was nothing more than a physically strong country bumpkin. He didn't even belong in the same league as someone who had truly learned martial arts like himself.
"Miss Murong, rest assured, within three moves, I will definitely knock this bastard down."
One reason was his genuine contempt for Zhang Xiaomeng, and the other was to show off in front of Murong Yu. Leng Feng confidently declared.
Seeing Leng Feng like this, it was awkward for Murong Yu to say anything more. She nodded her head and then stepped down from the ring with her long, slender legs.
