The result was much as Lin Zifeng had expected; not a single person among the several hundred below applauded for Lin Zifeng's victory. In fact, all of them were stunned. Even Long Zaitian had his head full of dark lines because of the guy's vicious moves.
Lin Zifeng clapped his hands and said with a smile to those lying on the ground clutching their feet and grimacing in pain, "You've lost."
"We don't accept this defeat!" someone shouted.
"Why don't you accept it?" Lin Zifeng asked expressionlessly.
"You used sneaky moves, stepping on our feet—it's just a trick for children to use in fights, it doesn't count as a victory over us."