In the boxing ring.
Blood and sweat dripped without pause.
The two traded blows back and forth, putting everything they had into knocking each other down.
After several exchanges, Ye Feili had taken too many hits and had no choice but to retreat for a moment.
"Kill him!" the spectators cheered wildly.
"Go after him! Don't give him a chance to catch his breath!" the coach shouted to the burly, bearded man.
The burly man stepped forward and threw a punch with all his strength!
Ye Feili hesitated, but still dodged to the side.
After all, the burly man had a slight edge in strength and experience, and with the coach backing him up, Ye Feili couldn't tell whether the punch was real or a feint.
"Watch for that kid's openings and strike! He's too inexperienced!" the coach shouted.
The burly man roared and charged after him with all his might!
"Speed! Your speed! Faster!" the coach cried urgently.
The man had already pushed his speed to the limit, yet somehow he moved even faster.
Bam!
A heavy punch smashed into Ye Feili's face, bursting into a cloud of blood.
Ye Feili staggered away, leaning to one side, and opened up the distance again.
"Perfect!"
The coach looked thrilled, a faint glow rising around him—
He was going all out!
"Take control of the rhythm! Use that killing style of yours and beat him to death! Don't let him get away again!" the coach yelled with all his might.
The same glow rose around the burly man.
He bellowed, and his body began to grow.
A thick layer of armor formed over his fists. Just looking at it made them seem unbearably heavy, enough to leave anyone gasping for breath.
Just then—
Gu Qingshan sprang to his feet and shouted