Bang!
Han Sen punched Yu Mingzhi on the arm. Yu’s face suddenly froze. He thought this punch was thrown with the yin force and used only one arm to block Han Sen’s fist. But the fierce punch was actually a black fist, which was a yang force, and Yu’s arm was smashed into his own face.
Sparkles suddenly flew before Yu’s eyes and a feeling of soreness hit his nose. He fell back involuntarily and sat on the floor.
A hush descended on the entire room as the students were dazed. The result of the first round could be explained by the fact that Yu was unprepared, whereas the second punch was hit when Yu was intent and alert. However, Yu Mingzhi still made the wrong judgment.
"Han Sen is awesome. He is good at black and white boxing as well."
"Ha-ha, no matter what the outcome would be, this one punch is good enough. It is the Chosen he is playing against!"
"So cool."
"He is the pride of Blackhawk."
"Ha-ha, did you see how the expression of Yu Mingzhi has changed?"