The remaining Sumo wrestler, his wooden clogs gently pushing back, leaned forward, readying himself for an attack.
The cherry blossom trees around him continuously shed their pink petals, and the Sumo wrestler pounded his chest with both hands, ramping up his fighting spirit.
Ye Tian let out a cold snort; his whole body transformed into a shadow as he launched a frontal attack.
Ye Tian concentrated his strength into his fists, eager to experience a head-on collision with the Sumo wrestler.
The Sumo wrestler did not retreat; his wooden clogs stamped down, and a powerful surge of malevolent aura burst forth from his body as he met Ye Tian head-on.
Both men threw punches at the same time, their fists colliding in mid-air with the sound of thunderclaps as the air around them exploded.
Ye Tian could clearly feel a numbing sensation rapidly spreading from his palm, so he immediately pulled back his fist and lashed out with a kick.
