Around them, everyone was stunned.
Until Lin Hao's calm words spread, everyone returned to their senses from their amazement.
Looking at Miyamoto Takeshi, who was lying on the ground struggling yet unable to stand up, both the upperclassmen and the freshmen had complex expressions in their eyes.
A freshman had defeated Miyamoto Takeshi effortlessly.
With just one kick.
And his demeanor, his movements, did not seem like one who had just defeated someone, but rather like someone who had done something trivial.
Even Yao Mengchen and Lan Xiyue were somewhat surprised.
Both women knew that Miyamoto Takeshi was no match for Lin Hao, but they never imagined he would lose so miserably!
The thirty or so members of the Karate Club were all dumbfounded, and began to doubt their own beliefs.
Only Mo Feng remained composed, as he had sparred with Lin Hao and naturally knew how formidable the latter was.
For Lin Hao to have delivered a kick was already giving Miyamoto Takeshi much face.
