"How reckless!" Cheng Hai, who Shen Qiang had punched and sent flying, twisted his body strangely in mid-air, stabilized his form, and then looked at Shen Qiang with burgeoning rage, vociferating telepathically, "Shen Qiang, are you trying to break the rules?"
Shen Qiang's expression was cold, and he calmly telepathically responded, "Breaking an arm isn't enough, you want to continue with severe blows? Is that what you call rules?"
Cheng Hai's gaze turned colder as he approached Shen Qiang, and he spoke fiercely, "I did not use any True Yuan, no one can find fault in my actions!"
"You're only deceiving yourself," Shen Qiang said calmly, "Using such formidable bodily power against ordinary people, what skill is that?"
Cheng Hai's eyes chilled, "Didn't you and Ji Liangchuan do the same thing on the basketball court?"
