"Second move."
"Third move."
"Fourth move... Fifth move!"
"Senior Brother Qiao Zheng, I've let you have five moves, consider it giving you enough face."
After dodging Qiao Zheng's frenzied assault, Zhang Fulin coldly smiled, "Now, it's my turn, brace yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fulin's fist shot out with a whoosh, meeting Qiao Zheng's long sword, using Fist Light to directly counter Qiao Zheng's Sword Light!
Buzz!
The two forces of True Qi collided, and in an instant, Qiao Zheng staggered backward, his face changing dramatically!
"Ha ha..."
The crowd burst into laughter once again, such a scene was within their expectations.
Bam!
While Qiao Zheng staggered back, Zhang Fulin gave him no chance to react, with three consecutive punches, each more fierce than the last!
Bam bam bam!
Qiao Zheng was completely unable to resist, using all his strength to gather his fists to block, yet his whole body was blown away, landing with a spurt of fresh blood!
