"Haha, facing death and still pretending, ah, young people nowadays!"
Lu Qiu said, exerting all his strength as he charged at Chen Tianlong. He didn't want to delay any longer, especially since Young Master Chu was injured, and it didn't look light; he needed to finish the fight quickly and take him back for treatment.
Chen Tianlong didn't lower his guard; the Powerful Qi around him was concentrated on his right arm and chest. Why he did this would soon become apparent.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound resounded, Lu Qiu widened his eyes, completely unexpectant. At the instant he prepared to strike, this kid actually dodged the punch. Was he seeking death?
Who would purposely let their opponent hit them? Was Chen Tianlong an idiot?
However.
In less than a second, Chen Tianlong's right fist returned, not straight nor crooked, landing once again on Lu Qiu's chest.
"Bang!"
However, Chen Tianlong's punch was extremely straightforward, the sound crisp and pleasant, clean.
