Mu Zicai was sent flying, sprawling flat on his back as he hit the ground with a pathetic thud, his head spinning so hard he felt for a split second like he was done for.
"Junior Brother Mu really is thickly padded. When anyone else gets thrown out, it makes a loud bang, but with you, there isn't even a sound."
"Hahaha..." The crowd burst into laughter again.
Chapter 87