"Boss, how many rounds has it been already? Can't we go back now?"
At Phoenix Blade Boxing Ring, Ling Feng lay on the ground, shirtless and looking utterly defeated.
At this moment, you could see obvious beads of sweat on his buzz cut head. As for his face and bare upper body, there was no need to mention.
Under the light at the top of the boxing ring, he shimmered.
As for Yuanxiao and Yuanzhou, they were not much better.
If Ling Feng, being this burly, ended up exhausted, then the brothers who have always been rather frail were in an even sorrier state.
But the man who put them through such torment showed not a hint of the guilt he should have.
Hearing Ling Feng's question, the man, who was leaning against the wall for a short rest, suddenly stood up.
"Five more rounds, then we'll rest!"
"What? Another five rounds?" Yuanxiao nearly freaked out. Right now, the strength in his body might not even sustain one round, let alone five...
