Su Gaoyue was pinched to the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but when I pressed his knee on his chest, he turned around an elbow. My right hand stiffened his elbow, and his left hand clasped his wrist. It was impossible for him to struggle.

Instead, my clasped arm was broken off in the opposite direction, and he screamed loudly.

"admit defeat, admit defeat..." Afraid that I would break Su Gaoyue's arm, Tian Huasheng immediately shouted alongside.

"With this skill, even those who have no hair can't win, and want to be an assistant instructor?" I let go of my hand, stood up, stepped back two steps, and...