"You want to fill in as a substitute?"
Lou Cheng examined Cai Zongming from top to bottom several times. Suddenly, his shoulder trembled as he stretched out his right hand and made a grab for Cai Zongming's left arm.
His martial arts had been drilled into his very muscles, and while he couldn't claim to break steel chains with the strength of his wrist and finger alone, he could at least tear a person's flesh off their body. Right now, his five steely fingers pierced the air and caused a faint screech. It was incredibly imposing.
Cai Zongming was startled. He immediately swung his left arm backward to avoid the sharp blow.
The grab was just a feint. Lou Cheng strode forwards, and his left leg caught up with student Little Ming at the perfect moment. He pressed his sides against Cai Zongming's body, pushed and forced his friend to take a step backward. Cai Zongming knocked into the back of a simple sofa, lost his balance and looked like he would fall on his back.
