"This time, it's my turn."
Ye Qing shook his slightly dizzy head, raised his fists, stepped forward, and swept his right elbow across Lion's chest!
The elbow strike was indeed far more powerful than a punch. Even Lion could not help retreating half a step under Ye Qing's attack.
"Nice!"
The spectators cheered for Ye Qing. Someone actually forcing Lion back half a step was something they had not seen in days.
Machamp rubbed the blood off his face and once again advanced toward Infernape, one step at a time.
A veteran of countless battles, he knew he was nowhere near as agile as Infernape, so he advanced steadily, step by step, confident that Infernape would eventually enter his attack range.
Infernape raced around the battle ring, his right fist tucked against his abdomen, and threw a sudden punch the moment he circled behind Machamp!
Machamp tensed every muscle. After taking the Focus Punch, he locked his rear arms around Infernape's neck, twisted at the waist, and used the force of the Focus Punch to slam Infernape into the ground with a crash!
Boom!
The floor tiles shattered, and Infernape lay in the crater for a long time without getting up.
"Fuck!"
Ye Qing leaped into the air, clenching his right fist and driving it like a drill straight at Lion's collarbone!
Bam!
Lion frowned, grabbed Ye Qing by the neck with his broad hand, and swung his arm, slamming Ye Qing down with a thud and grinding him against the ground!
Ye Qing's vision went black, his chest reverberating as he nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood!
"Acha!!!"
Infernape rose, the flames atop his head blazing as golden lotuses appeared in his eyes once again!
Lion keenly noticed this and immediately gave Machamp a look.
Before Infernape could