"Kun Yun, your injuries are severe."
Chu Kong swiftly dodged and arrived, his expression carrying a hint of urgency, staring at the punch marks sunken into Kun Yun's body with shock in his heart.
Kun Yun's injuries were quite serious, punch marks were ghastly to behold all over his body. Although they were ordinary "Dragon God Fist," combined with Feng Wuchen's formidable strength, they caused substantial harm to Kun Yun.
"I can still hold on." Kun Yun gritted his teeth with difficulty.
"This person's physical body is extremely powerful, you underestimated him, and were too arrogant. You should have known his brute strength was above yours; confronting head-on only leads to disadvantage. If you use your arts, he might not be your match." Chu Kong frowned.
"..." Kun Yun was speechless, indeed he underestimated Feng Wuchen.
If he had exerted all his strength from the beginning, Kun Yun indeed would have had a chance to win.
