"Bang!"
The energy waves surged as the two of them almost simultaneously struck out, the fierce power sending Red Eagle staggering back dozens of meters.
The sudden shift sparked a bit of excitement in Bu Chen, who was watching the battle.
A trace of comfort flashed across the tense face of Zhang Xixi, her fists clenched tightly, even more tense than Lin Zifeng in the arena.
"Roar...!"
The retreating Red Eagle let out an angry roar.
He showed no fear of Lin Zifeng's attack.
"I'm sorry!"
This time, Lin Zifeng was ruthless. He understood that continuing to fight like this was utterly pointless.
Only by subduing all the Warhawks could he have a chance to kill Luo Mulin!
"Swoosh swoosh—"
Red Eagle swiftly dove down, relentlessly colliding with Lin Zifeng's fist force using its hardened **.
"Bang bang bang...!"
