"Kid, you're really tired of living!"
"I, Temepu, swept through the Southeast Asian boxing tournaments at eighteen, went to the Middle East at twenty to establish a mercenary organization, fought in the world boxing leagues at thirty-five and did not lose to Tyson."
"Die!!!"
As Temepu slowly stood up, he roared, leaped into the air, swung his iron fists, and suddenly launched a sneak attack on Ye Huan's back!
"Whoosh!!!"
The force of this punch was so great, it directly created a sonic boom in the air!
It also raised a gust of wind like a sharpened blade, slicing through the air in front of everyone, causing the bystanders to shut their eyes tightly!
"Hahaha, kill him with one punch!!!" Anan laughed loudly, his expression turning extremely excited.
Even before the fist touched Ye Huan, it already generated circular shockwaves in the air!
Wave after wave!
No exaggeration to say, this punch seems to carry the weight of ten thousand pounds!
Anan was very excited.
