Training

This…was this him?

A chill ran down Qiu Liang's spine. If he had only heard Xiao Luo's name, then there would have been no spark of recognition in his mind. But hearing the words 'mixed martial arts club,' he was able to recall a significant incident that had happened a few days before at Huaye. It was said that a particular person from the school had challenged more than a hundred mixed martial arts club members to a fight. Not only had he won, but he managed to cripple the hand of the club's president, Song Jianan.

All of a sudden, this guy was now right before his eyes. The very same one who had shocked all of Huaye during that fight. More importantly, all this time, Qiu Liang had been scolding Xiao Luo, calling him 'rat sh*t' and 'trash.'

"Gulp!"

Qiu Liang swallowed his saliva, hard. Every one of his pores oozed sweat in fear. Gosh, what luck! All he wanted was to act cool in front of the girls, yet he had somehow provoked this dude.