"I appreciate your kind intentions,"
Xiang Longhu said indifferently, "However, it's too early to say who will be knocked down. It could very well be you, not me."
After hearing Xiang Longhu's words, Li Zitian's eyes narrowed slightly, "Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit?"
"If that's the case, then I'll let you know just how foolish the decision you're making is."
As his voice fell, Li Zitian took a step forward.
His figure vanished from where he stood, moving incredibly fast, like a blur, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Xiang Longhu.
At that moment, a fierce and dominating punch thundered towards Xiang Longhu's face.
The punch created a sharp sonic boom as it traveled through the air, particularly grating on the ears.
The power was astonishing!
Xiang Longhu snorted coldly without dodging, his eyes flashing with intense fighting spirit.
He too threw a punch!
The punch whistled through the air, its power just as terrifying!
Boom—
