At that moment, his gaze towards Lu Qing was no longer filled with the anger from before, replaced instead by sheer disbelief and fear.
It was hard to believe that he dared not accept that he had been so easily defeated by a mere boy still wet behind the ears.
The fear came from the power and the level of boxing Lu Qing had just demonstrated, which was utterly terrifying.
In all his years, he had never seen such ferocious boxing.
It was unimaginable how someone as young as Lu Qing could have cultivated such skill.
Was this boy really human?
For a time, in his mind, Lu Qing seemed to transform into some sort of monstrous creature.
"What a shame," Lu Qing stood in front of the figure in the black robe, looking at him indifferently.
"I initially thought you might withstand a few of my moves and allow me to hone my boxing skills, but it seems you couldn't even handle a single one. It appears I overestimated you."