"Hey, where are my shoes? Where did they fly off to?"
At that moment, a young man appeared here, standing on one bare foot. It was Xiao Yifeng.
"Oh, here they are!"
Xiao Yifeng's gaze swept toward the young man and hurried over when he saw the shoe imprinted on his face.
At this moment, everyone in the Taekwondo gym turned their eyes toward Xiao Yifeng, making him the center of attention.
"Bro, sorry about that. I just shook my foot a bit, and I didn't expect the shoe to fly off. I hope it didn't hurt you, man. But, bro, you really need to work on your physical fitness."
"A single shoe knocked you down; perhaps you should consider learning some martial arts from China. It will definitely improve your physical fitness."
Xiao Yifeng took the shoe off the young man's face, patted his cheek, and said,
"Jerk!"
The young man was stunned for a while, and when he came to, he shouted angrily and swung a punch at Xiao Yifeng.
Smack!