At half past ten, the sun blazed in the sky!
By this time, the playground was surrounded by a sea of people. At a glance, all you could see were densely packed heads.
In the center of this sea of people, two figures stood opposite each other.
One of these figures was none other than Zhao Yi!
He performed a standard flying roundhouse kick, the forceful motion creating a gust of wind, eliciting a mountainous chorus of screams from the lovesick girls.
Standing opposite him was naturally Li Chen!
Li Chen stood there casually, with his hands behind his back and a carefree expression on his face, emitting somewhat of a grandmaster's aura.
After Zhao Yi completed his fancy warm-up moves, he stared daggers at his opponent and provocatively challenged, "Li Chen, I heard you think you're all that!"
Li Chen flashed him a slight smile, revealing eight neat, pearly white teeth.
"Please remove the words 'I heard.' Thank you!"
