Chen Tianlong didn't say a word, his Qi sank into the Dantian, then gathered a force in his fist, Heizi rested for a moment and started attacking again.
"Boom..."
Their fists collided, releasing a dull sound, without any sound of bones breaking. It could be said to be evenly matched. But is it really?
Clearly not.
After Chen Tianlong made his move, he knew the opponent would definitely step back two steps, making a slight adjustment. This was the experience he had observed earlier.
So, when Heizi retreated, instead of retreating himself, Chen Tianlong suddenly accelerated, then kicked out like lightning, perfectly striking Heizi on the left side of his face.
With a "slap" sound, a large portion of Heizi's face swelled red, and blood spat from his mouth, astonishing the onlooking students, who thought Chen Tianlong was truly formidable.
"Kid, not bad. There aren't many in South Sea City who can hurt me, Heizi."
