Ning Rongrong's lips curled into a satisfied smile. That Super Strength Fist had been perfect in both power and angle.
She was certain that even Liu Erlong, a Soul Sage, would struggle to withstand that crushing punch.
"Take this!"
"Oh? Good. Come at me."
A hearty dragon's roar sounded behind Liu Erlong, and a pair of fists immediately burst into scarlet light.
"Hmph, Teacher Er Long, you're underestimating me. Don't blame me if you get hurt."
"Bang!"
The two forces collided, and a fierce shockwave erupted on the spot. The ground beneath them split apart, sending rocks and dirt flying in every direction.
"Not bad, right, Teacher Er Long?"
"Not bad. Now it's my turn."
"Haha, Teacher Er Long, bring on whatever you've got!"
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
"Baaaaang!"
"Ah-ooh-roar-roar-roar!!!"
The sounds of fists crashing into flesh rang out over and over, mixed with screams. Zhao Wuji and Flender took a few steps back and covered their eyes, unable to bear watching.
A few seconds later, a blue figure came flying out.
She landed hard on her backside.
Ning Rongrong gazed up at the sky, utterly bereft.
The skin around both her eyes was dark purple, blood seeped from her nostrils, and her right cheek was swollen.
"Waaah..."
"That was too much! You went for my face every time!"
"But a Soul Sage going all out really is strong. I'll have to think of a way around this. I can't fight her head-on."
Not far away, Liu Erlong smiled as she clenched her iron fists, making them crack.
The sound made everyone hiding in the shadows swallow nervously.
"Hehe, Hongjun, I'll give you a sausage. Get in there."
"Pah! Why don't you go?"
"That violent woman Ning Rongrong got laid out. I'd be going up there to get my face smashed