Brother Su.
You are definitely a scher.
"ng Yang is useless too, couldn’t knock Su Yue off the stage with two punches. Spreading dog food like this."
Bai Xiaolong felt a pang of jealousy.
"Little brother-in-law is impressive, using the tactic of injury exploitation with finesse."
Yang Lezhi silently noted Su Yue’s strategy.
Find ti to go to the damp realm, take a hit for Xu Baiyan, maybe this marriage will succeed.
...
"I’ll remind you once more, the third punch might really land you in the hospital."
ng Yang, a lone wolf.
He also saw Mu Cheng’s excited and touched expression.
ng Yang envied it too.
Crackling sounds.
Thunder Fist once again flared with blinding brilliance.
This was already the third punch.
If this punch still can’t knock Su Yue down, he would need to self-reflect.
BOOM!
Thunder Fist once again unleashed terrifying arcs of lightning, Su Yue’s clothes were whipped up by the gale.
"Victory or defeat lies in this punch."
Su Yue swallowed hard.
Facing the terrifying lightning coming his way, Su Yue was gasping for air, all air within a few ters was completely sucked away.
The defensive shield continued to et its fate of shattering layer by layer.
BOOM!
Thunder Fist struck Su Yue’s arms once more.
"Ugh... Ah..."
This ti, Su Yue’s face twisted in agony, finally screaming out in pain, his voice hoarse.
His foot even pressed a deep indentation into the arena floor, shocking to behold.
The gust expanding this ti was even more violent.
ng Yang had exerted himself 120%.
There’s second chance, but never a third or fourth.
The third punch must make this kid submit.
"Still won’t yield?"
ng Yang’s pupils sharp, as he simultaneously pressed his fists against Su Yue’s arms while looking down at him.
This also served as a tornt to Su Yue’s willpower.
"I... won’t yield."
Su Yue’s head was originally lowered.
Suddenly, he fiercely raised his head, veins bulging on his face like writhing worms, looking ferociously terrifying.
Soul strike.
Activate!
Buzz... Even though he was ntally prepared, with 20% of the pain exerted, Su Yue almost passed out from suffocation.
Of course.
The soul strike was undeniably effective.
ng Yang, caught off guard, had to retract his Thunder Fist in pain.
Stumbling back three steps, tears almost ca out from the pain.
Of course.
ng Yang, battle-hardened, imdiately identified it as Su Yue’s trick and held on through sheer willpower.
"Watch your punch..."
"Lightning Fist."
When ng Yang snapped out of the pain, he witnessed the most terrifying scene in the world.
Su Yue.
This freshman, a third-grade.
His body leaping high, upon his fist there was the brilliance of Thunder Fist.
Yes!
It’s Lightning Fist.
This was ng Yang’s unique battle technique, he couldn’t be mistaken.
In the mont of shock, Su Yue’s fist was already aid at his face.
Indeed.
Seizing the mont as ng Yang stepped back, he employed the Murong Technique to directly replicate Thunder Fist.
Next, Su Yue stacked his enhancent battle thod.
A series of counterattacks happened within the blink of an eye, even catching ng Yang off guard.
Indeed.
Anyone would be stunned.
Are you even human?
How can you use my unique battle technique?
Aside from shock, ng Yang felt uneasy.
For a mont, he was distracted.
"You’ll never break my defense."
Of course, ng Yang didn’t skimp on his defenses.
He was just startled.
"Actually, I never planned to attack you."
However, as Thunder Fist approached his face, all of ng Yang’s defense focused on his face.
At this mont, Su Yue faked a move.
He directly abandoned the terrifying Thunder Fist.
Whoosh!
With a turn of his palm, a Bladeless Knife appeared in Su Yue’s hand.
The refined knife technique, from an extrely strange angle, slashed directly at ng Yang’s left waist.
This slash exhibited Su Yue’s strongest level, stacked with a 20% attack boost, comparable to a mid-fourth-grade strike.
Whoosh!
The slash landed, ng Yang’s face paled visibly.
Anger.
ng Yang was so hurt he nearly passed out.
Su Yue struck with the blade at the point of his hidden injury.
Just the previous week, while fighting in the damp realm, his left waist was slashed by a fifth-grade Steel Bone. It hadn’t completely healed.
Though not hindering movent, it was only 70% healed, needing special attention.
But Su Yue’s slash directly tore open the wound again.
ng Yang’s painstakingly healed wound was split open again.
BOOM!
ng Yang stomped the ground fiercely, instantly widening the distance, no longer daring to underestimate Su Yue.
Using an unknown battle thod, he induced intense pain.
Then, pretending with Thunder Fist, creating an instant defensive flaw.
Next, he abandoned Thunder Fist without hesitation, slashing at ng Yang’s hidden injury with precision.
This insidious chain of tactics sent chills down ng Yang’s spine.
In the next move, he must knock Su Yue off the stage.
Who would have thought, Su Yue had even deliberately looked into his hidden injuries, due to this cut, reducing his battle capabilities by 15%.
Facing soone as ruthless as Bai Xiaolong, this would be disastrous.
ng Yang charged at Su Yue with utmost speed.
"Bring it."
As ng Yang charged fiercely, Su Yue’s lips curled into a mysterious smile.
ng Yang kept a close watch on Su Yue.
He instinctively stayed alert for Su Yue’s tricks.
Yet.
This ti it seed not to be a trick.
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