Su Weifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw a punch directly, employing the same move "Black Tiger Steals Heart."
"Damn, this guy is asking for death!"
"Yeah, with Lin Yu's strength, I can guarantee that this guy's arm is done for!"
Lin Yu's face darkened, seeing his opponent use the same technique as him felt like an insult, and with a snort, his fist collided directly with Su Weifeng's, unleashing the explosive force he had been holding back.
Since Su Weifeng wanted a head-on confrontation, Lin Yu intended to cripple him with a single move.
"Puff!"
The two fists collided without any fancy techniques, producing a muffled sound.
Both of their bodies shook, and then they each took a step back simultaneously.
"See, I told you his hand would be trashed."
"Definitely!"
Many spectators immediately began cheering excitedly, their confidence in Lin Yu was rock-solid.
