Basong was so furious that his blood boiled, losing all face!
Especially with all the cameras pointed at him, international media reporting live, Basong felt angry enough to kill!
He wanted to get up, but was overly shocked earlier, his legs went limp, he couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried.
Meanwhile, his disciples had long fled far away, they couldn't bear this humiliation!
"Throw him up here for me!"
Amidst the laughter, a woman's cool voice pierced through.
The commanding tone left no room for doubt, several strong young men grabbed Basong and threw him onto the stage.
Xia Weibao stepped on his chest.
Her gaze was cold and piercing.
Though possessing a breathtakingly beautiful face, Basong couldn't help but tremble with fear, "What do you want to do, I'm the Boxing King of Country A, be careful or I'll sue you... Ah—"
Slap!
Xia Weibao slapped him across the face, "So annoying!"
With a swift movement, she tore the glove off his hand.
