Hearing Lu Xiaobu's undisguised mocking laughter, the man in Training Clothes turned beet red!
"Bold!" The man in Training Clothes gnashed his teeth.
As he spoke, he inhaled and circulated his Qi, then stomped his foot down hard!
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound!
The man in Training Clothes' foot plunged straight into the ground.
A whole centimeter deep!
Seeing this scene, the tycoons on site were all scared.
"Sheesh! Is he that strong?!"
"Mr. Xia, the tiles of your club aren't shoddy goods, right?"
"Bullshit! Don't talk nonsense, you shameless, Mr. Xia needs face! One look at these tiles and you can tell they're imported, their hardness is unquestionable!"
"Moreover, my bodyguard just said, it's not just about Strength with this stomp, but also Speed!"
"How so?!"
