Song Xiaodong turned around without saying a word, directly assuming a boxing combat stance.
The Strongman wasted no time, walked straight towards Song Xiaodong, and threw a straight punch. Song Xiaodong stepped back and landed a hook punch on the Strongman's temple, sending him flying like he had been hit by a car, crashing to the ground unconscious.
"Ah? How is this possible?" The spectators below, consisting largely of white people, widened their eyes in surprise, covering their mouths with their hands, momentarily unsure of how to react.
Everyone below the stage knew that this Strongman was a second-tier professional strongman athlete, possessing immense strength, and had no rivals in the ring.
Yet today, he was knocked to the ground with just one punch by this small-built Chinese.
On the stage, Song Xiaodong scanned the crowd below with a commanding presence, none of them dared to make eye contact with him.
