Seeing this scene, the students present narrowed their eyes. This punch seemed to give Qin Yang a slight edge. Could it be that besides knowing magic tricks, he also knows some martial arts?
"Fist to fist, impressive."
"Qin Yang seems pretty formidable as well."
"Yeah, Qiu Yiming retreated three steps, while Qin Yang didn't move at all."
"..."
Their fists collided without any fancy moves, but the dull sound of the collision was heard by many present.
"Hehe, our third brother is still awesome."
The chubby guy smiled and said.
"Hmph, Qin Yang has brute strength."
Qiu Yiming snorted coldly, a trace of cold light flickered in his eyes. Just now he only used twenty percent of his strength. If he used full force, this guy would definitely be sent flying.
Swish!
Qiu Yiming's figure flashed, attacking Qin Yang once more.
