Reaching the final step, the bully suddenly raised his fist and swung it at Xu Ke's face, a face that irked him greatly. This punch was packed with force, echoing like a tiger's roar, carrying a tenacity that seemed to want to kill Xu Ke with a single blow.
Xu Ke watched the approaching fist, his smile gaining a hint of sincerity. At the same time, Xu Ke fearlessly met the attack with his own fist. The two fists collided in midair, separated quickly, then collided and separated again. In just over ten seconds, their fists clashed countless times in the air. No matter the direction or force of the bully's punch, Xu Ke's fist always arrived on time, blocking all of the bully's attacks.
At this moment, Xu Ke was like a finely woven net that ensnared the bully, preventing him from evading.
