"WOOF WOOF WOOF!"
Bai Wan finally reacted, roaring in fury as it lunged forward to attack.
"Bai Wan, stay!"
Yang Qi barked the command, his body already in motion as he closed in.
Xiaoxu had just pushed himself halfway up from the ground when Yang Qi's fist came smashing toward his face!
He hastily raised his arm to block—
BAM!
The sound of fist meeting forearm echoed dully through the woods.
Xiaoxu grunted, a flicker of disbelief in his eyes.
He was trained and quite skilled, but the power behind Yang Qi's punch was astounding.
Before he could even steady himself from the impact, Yang Qi's second strike arrived!
It was no longer simple punches and kicks, but a grappling lock from military CQC.
In just a few short seconds, they exchanged seven or eight blows, fists and feet flying.
Xiaoxu's moves were sharp and vicious, a clear sign of professional combat training.
But Yang Qi was stronger, his reflexes were faster, and his control over his body was more precise.
