'Alright. Focus... The next one, I'll definitely-'
Tap-
"The fight is over!"
Kai remained standing, with his clenched fist against the Young Master's chest.
Zhao Laohu didn't step back. He remained unmoving.
The Senior Disciple waited a second before pulling his arm back and taking three steps back before bowing.
He was internally fuming, and didn't do a good job hiding it. The Young Master noticed that, but didn't care.
Zhao nodded, and the Senior Disciple walked away, teeth and fists clenched.
'How… Humiliating…!'
The winner was obvious. Three clean strikes.
The Senior Disciple had landed three of them. The Young Master hadn't managed to get one hit in. Not only that, but none of the Senior Disciple's hits were dodged, deflected, or even blocked!
'To think this is the Young Master of the Sect I've dedicated my life to… How humiliating!'