"No... this can't be happening, this is absolutely impossible!"
At this moment, witnessing Yang Yifeng's swift and decisive kick that sent Ozawa Yuta flying over ten meters, fracturing his sternum and rendering him unconscious, Jia Huihui's face turned from venomous spite to ashen in an instant.
She could never have imagined that the sturdy Ozawa Yuta would be defeated by the seemingly frail Yang Yifeng, who looked as if a gust of wind could knock him over!
Although Ozawa Yuta's abilities in certain masculine aspects didn't satisfy Jia Huihui, she still saw merit in his physique. Didn't she just see him take on more than a dozen men by himself? Now, the scene before her seemed utterly unbelievable.