Zhang Rongfang was at a loss for words, looking at the farce in front of him.
He had only lightly kicked a small pebble, precisely hitting the opponent's meridian and Qi and Blood gathering point.
Unexpectedly, the guy's posture was incorrect, he exerted too much force, and then sprained his foot...
To be honest, the first time he was truly innocent, it was only the second time that he really added a bit more force.
But the first time, he just wanted the opponent's force to weaken itself, he didn't think much more.
At night, with his current physical condition, no one could notice.
He just didn't expect the effect to be so good.
'Could it be that I kicked the pebble and made him sprain his foot?' Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhang Rongfang's mind.
'No...impossible, this guy is a Sixth Grade, he can't be that useless, can he?'
Zhang Rongfang was a bit uncertain in his heart.
He couldn't remember how much strength a Sixth Grade could have...
