"Woosh…"
Yan Xishan swung his fist once more, and he looked like he had gone bad.
He was determined to succeed with this punch!
With this punch, he was certain that he would make a bloody hole through the energetic young fellow's body.
Nonetheless, Ou Yangming, who was deep in an inescapable dead-end, turned his neck, twisted his butt, and wriggled his thighs. Consequently, he slipped away through an impossible gap like a slippery fish.
Yan Xishan's punch, which was filled with power and was gathered after countless thoughts, missed again.
An indescribable violent temper rose from the bottom of his heart, and he was so furious that he was about to lose his mind.
'It happened again—why did it happen again!'
