"Swoosh…"
Black Tiger made the first move, punching like the wind, brimming with aggression; his large fist, like a hammer from the Nine Heavens, aimed straight for Zhu Bufan's head.
Fast enough! And powerfully strong!
Indeed, much improved from before.
A faint smile hung on the corner of Zhu Bufan's mouth.
And here, Lie Ying, also slightly tilted his body, his form ghost-like as it surged straight towards Zhu Bufan.
This kid has also improved quite a bit.
Watching the almost illusory figure, Zhu Bufan's smile deepened slightly into one of a battling spirit, his eyes suddenly grew sharp, and his entire persona exuded an instantly more formidable aura, his eyes like those of a fierce tiger, carrying an overwhelmingly domineering presence.
From Black Tiger's mouth came a roar, then his body swerved, his right leg lifted, stirring up a Gale that whistled towards him.
His foot launched fiercely towards Zhu Bufan's head.
This kid, what ruthless moves!
