But he didn't understand. To Zhang Yang, battle was life itself. Everyone had different pursuits, and that was what made the world so rich and colorful.
Wang Meng smiled. "That day will come."
Zhang Yang looked at Wang Meng, a slight smile also appearing on his face. Suddenly, he threw a punch. The fierce, Powerful Qi from the blow sent Wang Shifeng tumbling. Though Wang Shifeng was lazy, he was still in the Earth Wheel Realm, yet he couldn't withstand the force of that Qi.
If that fierce punch landed on Wang Meng, Master Wang wouldn't be able to show his face in public ever again.
BAM...
Wang Meng's fist, though thrown second, arrived first, pressing down directly. Meanwhile, Zhang Yang's leg was already sweeping over. For Zhang Yang, his entire body was a weapon.
Wang Meng chuckled. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows, yet the private room remained completely undisturbed.
