Han Yu decided not to prolong this fight. The moment it started, he went straight in.
WHAM!
A punch to the stomach.
BAM!
A swift strike to the ribs.
Before his opponent even realized what was happening—
CRACK!
Han Yu delivered a precise kick that sent him sprawling onto the ground like a sack of potatoes.
The fight lasted barely over a minute.
The supervising disciple blinked. "Uh… Winner, Han Yu."
Han Yu dusted his hands off. "Well, that was even easier."
He walked out of the ring, grinning. "Haha! This will be a piece of cake if all of them are like this."
From the sidelines, Xu Qing sighed. "This guy is a menace."