"Wh...which round is it?" Lying face-up, Xu Renjie stammered a question, then flipped over and got up again.
Once standing, Old Xu shook his head vigorously, then, as if suddenly realizing something, extended four fingers toward Jiang Kou: "I think it's the fourth round, right?"
Jiang Kou smiled, nodded at his own pace: "Yamashita, it's already the fourth round, you better step it up."
Intentionally speaking to provoke the lean boy, and the Japanese students, unaware of the specific competition rules, continued to shout excitedly.
"Just like that, Yamashita, play the Huaxia dog to death!"
"Great, great! Keep it going, that makes it interesting."
The companion's words brought no resonance to Yamashita; instead, their encouragement made Yamashita quite vexed.
They needed to know his shoulder wheel, punching aims were all intended to make Xu Renjie beg for mercy on the ground, with no intent of teasing or provoking at all.
