Many people present were very curious.
No one could see through Xiao Zheng's movements, and why Yang Cheng's attacks were ineffective against Xiao Zheng; aside from that referee, no one could tell.
In fact, Xiao Zheng was not failing to dodge; rather, his speed of evasion was so fast that it seemed as though he hadn't moved at all.
Actually, before Yang Cheng's fist could land, Xiao Zheng had already dodged the attack, but his speed was too fast for anyone to clearly see, which is why it created such a bizarre situation.
"I don't believe it!"
Yang Cheng refused to accept defeat, roaring as he charged forward. His fists swung rapidly, but still, they could not hit Xiao Zheng.
"Are you a turtle? Can you only passively take a beating?" Yang Cheng yelled indignantly.
He was extremely frustrated now, swinging his fists like a fool and yet unable to lay a hand on Xiao Zheng.
