A step's difference has already determined the winner and loser.
Meng Zehao is a Seventh Grade, Xiao Zhan is a Sixth Grade; under any circumstance, Meng Zehao shouldn't be the one stepping back.
Stepping back is akin to a slap in the face.
But Meng Zehao clearly couldn't accept this reality. The astonishment in the eyes of those around him felt like invisible slaps to his face. He swung his fist and smashed towards Xiao Zhan once again.
This time, he wasn't holding back; he was genuinely enraged!
Whoosh!
A punch even fiercer than before smashed towards Xiao Zhan.
Xiao Zhan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes locked on Meng Zehao's fist, with a trace of a cold smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
He circulated his Spirit Manipulation Energy, at the same time gathering all his muscle power into his fist and fiercely blasted it out!
Boom!
Their fists collided once more!
This time both used their full strength, the collision contorted their expressions!
Bang!
