Yang Dian's face was sour and in pain. Tears, snot, and blood from his nose flew all over his face. He couldn't stop it and couldn't speak.
"Senior brother yang, do you have any more powerful moves to show me? The nose hitting the fist is really too shocking. I only need to see it once, otherwise Junior brother's hand would be broken!"
Lin Yi walked up slowly, holding back his strength on purpose. He didn't kick yang Dian out of the ring so he could teach him a lesson.
This guy was hanging out with Xue Peng now, so he probably wasn't up to anything good. He was trying to hold back some bad water, and Lin Yi wouldn't let go of this chance to do it in the open.
Seeing Lin Yi walk over slowly, yang Dian was both shocked and angry. This was completely different from what he had expected. The plot shouldn't have developed like this!
