"Challenge me?" Xue Dong stood up, his face displaying a look of amused interest as he gazed at Wu Mingzhe.
Although he knew that Wu Mingzhe's Taekwondo rank was red belt tenth level last semester, he didn't believe that Wu Mingzhe could have advanced to black belt in just half a term.
The atmosphere in the entire venue immediately charged up, and nearly everyone's focus was on Wu Mingzhe and Xue Dong.
After two or three breaths, the two began to exchange blows!
Xue Dong slightly flexed his wrist, and his biceps bulged intimidatingly, like serpents or earthworms climbing up.
Then, with a fierce look in his eyes, he unleashed a sweeping kick towards Wu Mingzhe with a sharp edge.
The speed was astonishing.
Wu Mingzhe seemed to be well-prepared, lifting his right leg high, accompanied by a gust of powerful wind, his move extremely cool.
Following this, a fierce sprint followed—swift and fierce.
Bang!!