Liang Pang's face had already turned the color of a dried donkey hide; he truly couldn't believe the words Tang Zhong had just spoken.
"What did you say… Say that again, I didn't understand!" Liang Pang said.
"I said… Didn't you claim you could easily beat the opponent? I've simply secured that chance for you, no need to thank me!" Tang Zhong said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Liang Pang's face nearly turned black. The bold claims he had made were purely boastful—how could this guy have taken them seriously? Not only had he believed them, but he had also actually gone and provoked someone else. They were doomed this time.
At this moment, Yamamoto Takeshi was also looking at Liang Pang, his face full of cold mockery. To think this chubby guy could fight him and last three moves—he'd finish him off in no time.
"Haha, well, I really want to see how he beats me!"
