Kicking Wen Tiandou!

BANG! BANG! BOOM!

The two fighters with over 4000 combat strength or more clashing in a distance, their every punch and kick carrying more than a thousand pound of strength in them, and there were more than a hundred of them a minute! The surrounding ground cracked and dust and debris constantly flew around them with every move they make, the scene was much more surreal than a Hollywood action movie! When they started, both fighters were on equal grounds, but as time passed, the odds were slowly leaning in Wen Tiandou's favor, his slight difference in combat strength prevailing.

"Now!" Wen Tiandou saw an opening and caught Xiangyu's wrist with his left hand. He twisted her arm behind her and wrapped his right arm around her neck.

"Ugh..." Xiangyu was bound and choking, unable to free herself from his hold.