Lu Mian's actions were nothing short of an unbearable humiliation for Jing Heng.
Deep down, he always looked down on girls, believing they were useless—unable to bring profit to the family, nor train in the kind of formidable martial arts that men could master.
But just as he carried these thoughts into the battle against Lu Mian, within less than ten minutes, he was decisively defeated.
And it wasn't just a defeat—it happened in front of so many disciples of the Chixia Sect, in such a shameful manner, brutally trampling his dignity into the ground.
Jing Heng knelt on the ground, veins bulging from his arms and neck as he desperately gathered his internal energy. He tried with all his might to straighten his back, to shake off the foot pressing down on him. However, no matter how much strength he used, that foot was like a massive stone weighing a thousand pounds, mercilessly grinding down on him.
