Winslet Long was an immovable mass, his punches even more relentless!
The fierce gust of wind from his punch felt like a biting blade cutting into your skin!
Facing such a powerful attack, I did not dodge or hide, but instead, raised my hand and met it head-on!
A thunderous "clang" resounded!
After the collision of their fists, an astonishing scene unfolded!
My body was sent flying away like a kite with a broken string!
Blood spurted from my mouth! I seemed incredibly weak in an instant!
"Mr. Thomas!" cried Andrew Campbell, quickly running over to me.
Supporting me, he asked anxiously, "Mr. Thomas, are you okay?"
There was not a trace of panic on my face, I only had a subtle smile.
"Is this the King of Crestwood? Truly laughable!" sneered Winslet Long.
Thaddeus Edwards shook his head, too.
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It seemed the so-called experts of the Crestwood area weren't all that great.
The King of Crestwood could not even withstand a common punch from Winslet Long!
