Wham!
The air tore apart, emitting a burst of sound.
Heavy Punch came suddenly, like a ten thousand-pound hammer slamming down in fury.
So fast it was just an afterimage.
In an instant!
Onlookers like Wu Jianguo were all stunned and astonished.
Special forces soldiers are just different, huh!
They strike with stability, precision, and ruthlessness!
And Wu Jie, 'forced into combat,' embodied his skills, naturally reacting extremely swiftly.
His figure flickered, in the moment of crisscrossing, like a civet entwining, suddenly closed the distance.
His left hand smoothly extended, while his right elbow delivered a painful strike to the bend of the arm, his legs sprang up, stabbing straight at the knee bend.
At the same time, taking advantage of the forward momentum, his rear shoulder collided fiercely with the front.
Bang!
The mighty strong special forces soldier staggered and fell backward in response.
Leg aching, shoulder throbbing, chest feeling oppressed.
