"Look at that, the kid's face changed; he must've taken a beating in secret."
"He dared to underestimate Tang Jun's strength; he got what he deserved."
"Still, the fact that this kid was able to withstand a punch from Tang Jun is really something!"
The chatter rose again, and this time, they actually recognized Zhang Xiaowei's abilities.
On the stage, a smile reappeared on Tang Jun's face.
"How does it feel, not so good, huh? Seems like your strength isn't all that great."
Zhang Xiaowei wasn't annoyed by the provocation.
Instead, he laughed and mocked himself in the same way, "You have practiced martial arts since childhood, while I am a latecomer. Comparing us, you are like a high achiever from an international prestigious university, and I'm just a poor student from a no-name college."
Zhang Xiaowei's comparison amused Tang Jun.
"That analogy is quite fitting; it's not easy for you to have such self-awareness."
