No one expected the outcome that just transpired. Not only did Liu Banxia thoroughly defeat Zhou Yang, but he surprisingly turned out to be a doctor, effortlessly popping Zhou Yang's dislocated jaw back into place.
If Liu Banxia happened to be a combat sports enthusiast, that could provide some semblance of an explanation. But judging by his movements, did he even resemble a seasoned fighter? He moved swiftly with agile, nimble footwork, possessing dozens, if not hundreds, of ways he could have knocked Zhou Yang down.
What did he choose to use?
The most strenuous and least successful tactic, much like a common street brawl. Had he truly understood fighting, he would have finished off Zhou Yang much earlier.
"Ha-ha, three rounds and three victories. You scumbag, you're speechless now, aren't you?" At this moment, Qiaoqiao cheerfully yelled.
"Stay humble, stay humble, I'm a doctor," Liu Banxia replied, ruffling Qiaoqiao's hair.
