At the same time, Long Chen's right feet landed on the neck of Zhu Lin, stunning him.
The kick was strong enough to make Zhu Lin fly left, crashing on the ground. Since he hadn't expected the attack, he couldn't safeguard himself.
"What?"
"How did he?"
"He didn't even use his hand?"
Long Chen had come out as a clear winner in the first battle. People couldn't believe how fast he was. Without even using his hand, he had brought Zhu Lin to the ground.
Zhu Lin stood up and dusted his clothes while glaring at Long Chen.
"Nice trick. Must say you got me," Zhu Lin said, frowning.
"I have a trick as well. If that's how you want to play, then so be it," he added as he started running around Long Chen in circles.
As he ran, many afterimages appeared behind him but when he stopped, none of the afterimages disappeared.
There were literally tens of Zhu Lin now, all around Long Chen.
