Defeating Li Yan

Both badly wounded?

The rage Yang Sheng had suppressed deep in his heart finally erupted.

"What gives you the right?!"

With Yang Sheng's furious roar, his punching speed doubled again!

One left, one right—two completely different Fist Intents collided.

Their fists met head-on.

Wave after wave of air surged outward.

Bluish-purple veins crawled up Li Yan's neck and across his jaw.

His right foot stomped down violently, cracking the thick blue bricks of the martial arts arena beneath it.

Li Yan grinned viciously.

With a sudden burst of strength, he shifted his fist aside and smashed it toward Yang Sheng's right ribs.

Yang Sheng had nowhere to dodge. His own fist shot toward Li Yan's face.

Bang.

Li Yan's fist struck Yang Sheng's ribs. A crack sounded.

Yang Sheng rarely frowned, but a searing pain hit him.

That punch had actually cracked his bones, which had a toughness score of 99.

Yet Yang Sheng endured the pain without pulling back. His fist also crashed into Li Yan's face.

Yang Sheng's punch carried even greater force. The corner of Li Yan's eye burst open, blood spraying everywhere.

Half his face was stained red, making him look terrifying.

Yet Li Yan did not feel even the slightest pain.

Instead, after being hit by Yang Sheng, he became even more excited.

Laughing and roaring, he kept swinging his fists and launched another ferocious assault on Yang Sheng.

Below the stage, He Fei and Liu Chang had remained standing. Seeing Yang Sheng fall into a disadvantaged position for the first time,

both were deeply worried.

There was clearly something wrong with Li Yan.

Even Zhou Mohai on the platform noticed it.

"Li Yan's neck—why have his blood vessels become like that?"

Principal Tang also stood up, watching with some tension.

"Bluish-purple veins... he must