Xu Wuyi and Zhao Ding stood firm in the center of the ring and exchanged a Martial Arts salute.
In two corners of the ring stood two proctoring teachers, and Zhou Yun was one of them.
If a candidate was in danger of serious injury or even death, the teachers would intervene to end the match. This was an inherent rule of the combat exam.
"Begin!"
The moment the Intelligent Brain System's voice sounded, Zhao Ding let out a low roar and launched the first attack.
He charged forward, his steps heavy, stirring up a gust of wind. He threw a straight punch at Xu Wuyi's face, his presence overwhelming.
Xu Wuyi's gaze hardened. He rooted his feet to the ground, neither dodging nor evading, and raised his left arm to block.
"THUD!"
The fist and arm collided with a muffled sound.
Xu Wuyi's body swayed slightly as he dispersed the force. A clear tremor traveled up his arm. His opponent's strength wasn't bad, but it was nothing compared to a monster like Li Mo.
