Yu Mingye struck!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
As someone who was almost as famous as Jun Linyuan, Yu Mingye was anything but weak.
And Feng Yiran? He was a mere novice Spiritual Grandmaster.
Therefore —
It was more like a slaughter than a fight.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Feng Yiran kept falling back as Yu Mingye closed in.
Moreover, Yu Mingye had the habit of aiming at his opponent's face.
Every strike of his landed on Feng Yiran's face.
Slap, slap, slap —
The crisp sounds resonated in the room.
Feng Wu was dumbfounded.
Hadn't Yu Mingye left? What was he doing here? Her plan was to gather some experience in real combat here so as to raise herself to the Spiritual Grandmaster stage. It seemed that she had been deprived of that opportunity.
Thud!
Yu Mingye slapped Feng Yiran hard in the face and the latter flew backward.
"Ran Er!"
Lady Wang was astonished!
