Faced with Hu Haobo's offensive, Zeng Bonan's tactics were crystal clear—
Hold fast!
His steps were steady, his arms moving in a blur as he brought out every defensive stance of the Basic Body Tempering Method, building an airtight line of defense.
Hu Haobo's palm force landed on it like an ox of clay sinking into the sea, unable to shake it in the slightest.
And with every collision, a piercing pain shot through the fractures in his arms, seriously affecting the force he could exert.
As one side waned and the other gained, Hu Haobo's offensive grew weaker and weaker, and openings began to appear.
Zeng Bonan's eyes were sharp. A simple straight punch flashed through the shadows of the palms like lightning and stamped into Hu Haobo's shoulder blade.
Crack!
A faint sound of bone splitting rang out.
Hu Haobo let out a muffled groan, his face instantly turning as pale as paper as he was sent flying backward and slammed heavily to the ground.
His arms, already injured to begin with, had just been made even worse.
"Zeng Bonan wins!" Teacher Wang, the proctor, immediately stepped forward to announce the result and called the medical staff onto the field.
Zeng Bonan watched Hu Haobo being helped away, a trace of apology flashing through his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by resolve.
On the arena stage, there was only victory and defeat.
Besides, he had already tried his best to strike off-center. At the very least, he would not worsen Hu Haobo's injuries too much. With another full day of recovery today, it would be enough for tomorrow's final match.
The system score appeared:
Zeng Bonan, score for this match: 81 points! Hu Haobo, score for this match: 79 points!
Zeng Bonan's score had successfully broken past