The crowd on both sides automatically made way.
Chen Daotian had absolutely no worries about Fang Yu losing. He went to one side like a spectator enjoying the show, sat down with one leg crossed over the other, and said with interest, "Brother Yu, you better not stumble, haha."
Fang Yu gave him a sideways glance and said, "Believe it or not, I can win without even using my hands!"
Not using hands?
This burly man was a warrior from the Xu clan.
Upon hearing his opponent say he could win without using his hands, he became immediately enraged. Wasn't this an insult to me?
"You've got some nerve! The last thing you want in battle is to underestimate the enemy. I am going to beat you to a pulp!"
Fang Yu beckoned to him with a hook of his finger.
Then he placed both hands behind his back.
A demeanor of a martial arts master.
