The howling fist was like a cannonball, its might astonishing.
With Lin Hai's strong physique, this punch gave the opponent facing him a feeling of the sky falling and the earth splitting.
The black man was obviously following a strength-oriented path, and under the stimulation of the potion, his brain seemed to have entered a berserk state, losing his reason and choosing to go head-to-head with Lin Hai.
Suddenly, the black man was stunned because he did not collide with Lin Hai's fist.
Lin Hai dodged the black man, maintaining the speed of his fist, and smashed it fiercely towards Jin's head.
Jin was caught off guard, not expecting Lin Hai to change the trajectory suddenly; luckily, he was known for his speed and dodged the punch.
"Good calculation!" Jin applauded, taking two special short knives from his sleeves into his hands, blocking Lin Hai's path with one knife up and one down, and chopping down fiercely.
