It's so terrifying.
As expected of Meng Yang entering the fray, the combat state is entirely different from before.
A punch, terrifying as it is.
"This kid Meng Yang, has gotten a lot stronger since half a year ago, if there's no accident, he might break through to the fifth rank before graduation."
In the stands, Bai Xiaolong remarked with a frown.
"Su Yue is also a tough guy, taking Meng Yang's Thunder Fist directly and still standing, he has quite a skill."
Bai Xiaolong was even more shocked looking at Su Yue.
"Su Yue, are you alright?"
"If you can't hold up, just come down early."
Mu Cheng was full of anxiety.
"President, you're worrying too much, Brother Su isn't made of paper."
Du Jing's Book said from the side.
Meanwhile, he was also shocked in his heart.
If this punch landed on himself, would he be sent flying?
...
"Again!"
Seconds later, Su Yue slowly calmed his breathing.
He raised his head stubbornly, his eyes incredibly determined.
Pop pop pop pop pop!
