Bang.
Another hard collision, and the two slid back several meters.
"Fool who only knows how to solve problems with fists, go to hell."
"Idiot whose brains have been ruined by technology, get lost!"
The two roared as they charged toward each other again.
But before the words were finished, under the eyes of everyone, the ground outside the meeting venue suddenly cracked open two human-shaped trenches, just enough to cover the shadows of the two.
Thud!
A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, like an invisible giant hand slapping the ground hard.
The two had no power to resist and were pressed to the ground in a spread-eagle shape, their foreheads touching the cold, cement floor, unable even to lift their heads in defiance.
An indifferent voice came from nowhere, yet it clearly pierced into everyone's ears:
"Stop."
It was... Yuan Gang!
