Ren Qingcang was a conceited and proud person. At the start, he looked down on Wang Teng. However, Wang Teng had managed to fight his way through the tournament and challenge him for the championship.
Even Ji Xiuming, whom he viewed as his opponent, lost to Wang Teng. How ironic.
When he exchanged blows with Wang Teng, he finally realized that this young man wasn't as easy as he appeared on the surface.
Even his Leiting Physique was blocked. This was a first. He couldn't accept it.
At this moment, the two young men were close at hand. Force surged out from their fists, and strength built up in their arms as they attempted to throw their opponent off his feet.
However, none of them budged an inch. They were like huge rocks that had ingrained their roots in the ground.
Boom!
Ren Qingcang's gaze was apathetic. He suddenly bent his knees and kicked Wang Teng's chest.