Fang Chenyi gently patted Bai Menghan's arm. Once she understood and let go, he moved before anyone could react.
He stomped hard on the ground, his entire body launching upward.
To the astonished crowd, Fang Chenyi's feet left the ground, soaring at least a meter high.
Sensing he'd reached the apex of his jump, Fang Chenyi twisted his waist sharply. His body performed a cool 180-degree spin in mid-air, and a moment later, the crowd heard a loud CRACK.
The wooden plaque hanging over the main entrance of the Taekwondo Club was effortlessly kicked in two by Fang Chenyi, the pieces clattering to the ground.
'That's what you call making a statement. No matter what, you can't afford to look weak.'
He landed steadily back on the ground, lightly dusting off his trousers, but shook his head with a slight look of disappointment.
