Hearing Zhaang Ye's threat, the Martial Artists below the stage, who were eager to stir up trouble, all roared, "Zhaang Ye, rip off his shorts! Rip off his shorts! Make him fight with his bare ass!"
"That's right, that's right! We want to see him fight with his bare ass!"
"Hehehehe, a Martial Arts Ninth Layer expert fighting with his bare ass… I bet he'd still look magnificent, right? I can't wait to see it…"
Hearing the chaotic and vulgar jeers from below the stage, Fu Songcheng was fuming, wishing he could leap off the stage and kill a few of them on the spot.
In his fury, Fu Songcheng's Body Technique faltered. Zhaang Ye immediately seized the opportunity, launching a fierce assault on Fu Songcheng's legs.
