"Why pretend to lose? Just to humiliate me?"
Deng Yu looked at Zhao Tengqi with a dark and sinister gaze.
He originally thought to defeat Zhao Tengqi and regain some dignity.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Tengqi defeated him in one move.
Not only did he fail to regain face, he was even more humiliated!
His heart was filled with anger.
"Humiliate you? I'm not that bored." Zhao Tengqi chuckled softly.
"Then why?" Deng Yu pressed on.
"I just thought using thirty percent of my strength to duel you would be about right, but I underestimated you, actually allowing you to win."
"The facts prove you are still quite strong, not bad."
Zhao Tengqi spoke with a light laugh.
The eyes of the surrounding people suddenly focused, their expressions strange.
Deng Yu appeared distraught and emotionally troubled.
It was infuriating!
Thirty percent strength?
How dismissive is that?
"Your path is still long." Zhao Tengqi smirked and walked to the side.
