346 Daocheng Temple Bell

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"Bang."

Bai Haoran turned his head, staggered backward, and, leaning on the elastic ropes of the boxing ring, used his arms to regain his balance.

The sweat-drenched Jiang Chen lowered his hands.

"Brother Bai, you seem off your game today."

Bai Haoran grimaced, smiled silently, and stood up straight again, forcefully bumping his gloved fists together.

"Then you'd better watch out."

He surged with vitality and once again charged at Jiang Chen with a ferocity, throwing punches like a torrential storm.

Jiang Chen was overwhelmed, quickly paying the price for his taunt. He took several blows to his chest and was forced into a corner of the ring, at least knowing enough to raise his arms to protect his head.

Bai Haoran didn't hold back, relentless in his assault, treating Jiang Chen like a punching bag until he was gasping for air and exhausted, only then stopping.

Jiang Chen lowered his arms and slowly sat down, leaning against a post, gasping for breath.