Pretty Boy vs The Loud Mouth II
Zhao Luo was slightly shocked as there was someone else who could face his fist which had seventy percent of his strength and block them without a sweat.
"BOOM! BANG!"
Their fists kept on colliding with neither Zhao Luo backing down with his fierce attacks nor Pi Hao stopping his ultimate defense.
"WOOOOOO~"
"MOOOOREEE~"
The crowd seated on the colosseum behind the giant stage where Zhao Luo and Pi Hao were fighting, erupted with shouts and cheers as this powerful exchange of fists was more than enough to make their blood boil and take their excitement to Mars.
'Bang!'
'Screech~'
'Bang!'
'Screech~'
Zhao Luo was using his full strength behind each of his fists and Pi Hao was being pushed back by a very little margin every time he blocked them.
To Pi Hao, it was like he was shooting down fast and powerful crows that were entering his garden.
'I don't think I cant take more.'