"Play? Play the hammer!"
The thin, dark peddler tossed aside the basket of pancakes and turned to run.
The towering, strong man with him practiced Tiger Form Fist to great success, his muscles robust and powerful, yet he was killed with just a few strikes.
Bear in mind, from the moment he entered this narrow alley to the time his accomplice's breath ceased, barely twenty breaths had passed.
"Only practiced for three months... Zhang the Fifth is truly full of nonsense! Fooling ghosts!"
The thin, dark peddler practiced the Earth Dragon Fist, also commonly known as "Dog Fist," a style known for its agility and variability.
With a backward slide of his foot, he quickly gained several meters!
But unfortunately, what Bai Qi practiced, the Dragon Palm, also excelled in body techniques.
Dragon Claw, Snake Waist, Shuttle Step!
He drew his whole body upward, with muscles exploding like fireworks, boots crossing in a great stride.
In an instant, he tread a path through the mud!
