None of the students below the ring had refuted Qin Shuyu’s words. Instead, they felt her words made sense.
No matter what was said, Zhou Yuhu was ranked third in the university’s fighting tournament. He was also highly praised by several teachers who taught fighting. They predicted Zhou Yuhu would be able to create a reputation for himself in the upcoming city’s fighting tournament, not to mention teaching the weak and scrawny Shi Feng a lesson. It was like using a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken.
“Even though he remains unyielding right now, I guess Shi Feng will kneel and beg for mercy in a moment.”
“Does that even need to be mentioned? Why don’t you look at who Zhou Yuhu is? My guess is Shi Feng will be lying on the floor within ten seconds.”
The male students in the class started to laugh as they discussed Shi Feng’s end.
“What is wrong with you people? Is this how you treat a classmate of yours?” Zhao Ruoxi asked, looking at her classmates with a furious expression.
