Zhao Fanggang and Liu Mingshi, who were watching, thought that the sparring between Qin Yu and the Eight Petites would be an exciting battle.
They were wrong. The battle ended very quickly.
Qin Yu only attacked eight times. All eight of them fell to the ground, unconscious.
"This level is far from enough. Liu Mingshi, bring them back for training."
Liu Mingshi was a little ashamed, so he asked his men to take the Eight Petites back.
Zhao Fanggang's blood boiled as he watched. "Godfather, I also want to test the gap between us now."
Qin Yu waved his hand, and Zhao Fanggang flexed his muscles and bones. He threw a swift and fierce punch, but this punch that could knock a wall askew was easily grabbed by Qin Yu. Then, with a light turn, Zhao Fanggang was twisted into the air by this force, after two turns, he fell to the ground.