Upon hearing Jiang Fengfeng's words, many patrons around looked at the cold youth, their disdain evident on their faces without any attempt to conceal it.
What martial artists despise the most is not a person with weak abilities, but a cowardly, incompetent one.
The cold youth had boasted earlier, dismissing even the top newcomer Luo Feng, but ultimately he could not stand by his words, retreating before facing the third strike, afraid of death, making a fool of himself.
Luo Feng shook his head, a wry smile on his face; if Jiang Fengfeng had made the third strike, even if the cold youth had retreated, everyone would not be so contemptuous upon seeing their disparity in strength.
However, Jiang Fengfeng had deliberately refrained from making the strike...
Yet, all of this was of the cold youth's own making, and no one else could be blamed.
