Chapter 9: I Refuse
Years of training meant that his punch was something ordinary people simply couldn’t dodge, rapid and powerful.
Even though he withheld thirty percent of his strength, it was still enough to knock an ordinary person to the ground, temporarily losing combat ability—it’s not something you can easily defend or dodge.
Even in the octagon, Zhang Kui’s punch was so fierce that no one dared take it head-on.
Lu Ren could clearly feel the gust of wind from the punch coming toward him.
This guy!
Lu Ren took a step back with his left leg to stabilize, then swung his right fist heavily forward.
Seeing Lu Ren’s fist, Zhang Kui made no attempt to dodge but raised his arm to block.
Bang!
"Not bad power!"
Zhang Kui was a bit surprised.
"But your strength is too dispersed; a lot of it is wasted."
Zhang Kui habitually commented.