The old bull roared angrily, then exerted force from his feet, and within a few steps he reached Zhao Huoshan, smashing down with his right fist that had been gathering strength for a long time.
Zhao Huoshan advanced instead of retreating, lowered his center of gravity, pressed his left hand on his right, used his shoulder as a pivot, and slammed into the old bull.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously.
Zhao Huoshan successfully crashed into the old bull's chest, while the old bull, missing with his punch, decisively struck Zhao Huoshan's back with his elbow, and the two exchanged positions directly.
"Cough..." A hoarse cough escaped the old bull's mouth, and immediately he retreated several steps, showing an expression of pain, as if enduring immense suffering.
Though Zhao Huoshan wasn't faring well either, at least from the outside, his condition seemed better than the old bull's.
"Watch out!"
