Tian Peng merely extended one hand and grasped the young master's fist, then remained motionless.
The young master tried to pull his hand out, but it was as if it had been stuffed into stone, completely immovable.
While watching the match, he hadn't thought Zhu Ganglie was all that impressive, deeming his opponent too weak. It was only after he truly faced Zhu Ganglie that the young master realized how formidable this man was.
This man had restrained him without using any techniques, and he didn't even have the space to fight back.
If they were to really compete, the thought of how terrifying this man's true strength could be was something he didn't dare to contemplate.
"Young master, do you plan to admit defeat, or do you want me to beat you?" Tian Peng asked.
The young master glared at Tian Peng, "I will never admit defeat!"