"Strength isn't the deciding factor in determining victory, after all, two people's strengths vary, Gu Yu is a Sanda fighter, and your son is into MMA, both have different moves."
"It all depends on how you apply it in the fight."
Yang Hua shook his head slightly, noticing Hu Feng's desire to save face, but he didn't expose him.
"They're fairly similar, I still tend to believe in my son," Hu Feng said, his gaze fixed intently on the two on stage.
"That's because he is your son," Yang Hua pursed his lips and then displayed a peculiar smile on his face, "It's really interesting, two doctors resolving personal grievances on this stage..."
He hadn't forgotten that both Gu Yu and Hu Yang's regular professions were as doctors.
"Somewhat capable, but still not up to my level."
Hu Yang felt his arm had mostly recovered, and so he proactively taunted Gu Yu.
But Gu Yu didn't fall for his provocation, and his strength indeed was slightly inferior to Hu Yang's.
