Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the narrow warehouse, a series of muffled sounds continuously sounded. Coupled with the fluctuations in the air, it shook the already precarious roof of the warehouse to the point that dust kept falling.
Amidst the dust that filled the sky, a dark red figure retreated and retreated at lightning speed. Every time, he would slap out a palm that was fused with a dark red strange aura.
Opposite him, the other figure stood on the spot without moving, but every time, he could counterattack with a punch. Either he happened to hit the palm of the dark red figure, or his punch accurately struck the other party's vital points, forcing the dark red figure to retreat and dodge.
Bang!
Another fist and palm collided. The dark red figure pushed away again, but he retreated more than ten meters in a breath.
