Thud...
A muffled sound, an attack that seemed effortless, unexpectedly burst forth with such immense power. Even Zhou Kai couldn't help but stagger two steps backward. Zhou Kai let out a cold snort with a sly smile on his face and then said, "You think you can take me down with just that stick? You're underestimating me too much."
Having said that, Zhou Kai quickly charged forward.
Regrettably, the stick in Li Dong's hands was exceedingly nimble, almost as if it had a life of its own. During this round of attacks, Zhou Kai nearly had a taste of defeat. He developed a swelling bump on his head, and his arms, back, and thighs all took quite a few hits from the stick. On the side, Lu Dapao and others watched with great anxiety.
"Zhou Kai may not be his match," Lu Dapao said aloud.
"Hmm!" Huang Bo looked somewhat anxious, and he hastily asked, "What should we do? Shall we all go up and help out?"
