Using the same Long Arm Fist Style, he struck Cao Yingjun's numbing point; Cao Yingjun cried out and stumbled backward a step.
I thought he was going to lose.
But then with a pivot of his foot, he swung around and charged forward.
The short-haired senior rarely smiled, but now his eyes lit up with amusement, "Interesting."
His body resumed the concept of a mountainous area.
The right fist transformed into a palm, slashing across and stopping in front of Cao Yingjun's throat.
"Junior, I'll give you a break."
"Thank you, senior, for the lesson." Cao Yingjun hurriedly said.
He knew he was no match, so he wasn't surprised by the outcome.
But he was quite interested in the other party's final change from fist to palm.
He kept mulling over it.
"Next..."
One after another, Liu Limin, Ji Wutian, Ji Yuyan, Murong Xiyue, and Xu Wanxiao all took part in the test.
Soon it was Pei Jinye's turn.
