The night breeze blew, and the two men stood face to face from a distance.

They did not wear much. Each of them wore a shirt.

The wind blew their shirts and highlighted the perfect outline of the men's muscles, and their every move could attract the attention of large groups of girls.

"Come on. I'll let you punch me first." Zhan Ruomiao hooked his fingers at Li Shaojue. "Have you made any progress recently?"

Li Shaojue did not back ...