The lounge was a mess, so everyone simply sat down on the long benches at the edge of the area, watching the match.
Leng Shengnan and Du Qing exchanged subtle glances at Lin Guang.
Even if this move couldn't be replicated a second time, Lin Guang did win, defeating such a former Five-Star powerhouse.
And the old man seemed to revert to his extremely perverted old man appearance, letting out a creepy laugh: "How do you feel?"
Du Qing turned back and looked at Li Kujie with irritation: "Despicable!"
"You think it's despicable? Well, that's right then."
Li Kujie sat on a five-meter-high rock, happily taking a sip of wine: "If it wasn't despicable, I wouldn't be pleased."
"This first lesson is to teach you just that."
Perhaps Li Kujie's attitude wasn't friendly enough, as Du Qing snorted again: "You mean to say we should learn your despicable combat techniques? Like ambushing opponents with underhanded methods before the battle even starts? That's completely unrealistic!"
