He couldn't explain his mood at the moment, a kind of passion that hadn't appeared in a long time was burning.
He looked at the shaky Zhang Yujie in front of him and actually admired him a little.
Of course he knew the force of the throw just now. Moreover, Zhang Yujie's waist was firmly pressed against the edge of the podium. The pain was not something that ordinary people could bear!
Zhang Yujie slowly raised his hand, then stretched out a finger, pointed at Brother Long, and said: "They all say you are very powerful, but that's all." [
Brother Long's face was ashen and he stared at Zhang Yujie without saying anything.
"Do you dare to make a bet with me?" A smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Yujie's face.
"What kind of bet?" Brother Long said coldly. Five minutes have passed now, and he still has not completely defeated Zhang Yujie.
"If I defeat you, let me and my brothers go." Zhang Yujie gasped, as if enduring the pain from his waist.
That Brother Long looks like he is a few years older than me, but he possesses terrifying power.
"What if you lose?" Brother Long asked coldly.
"It's up to you." After Zhang Yujie said that, he rushed towards Brother Long again.
Brother Long gently wiped the blood on his mouth again and rushed towards Zhang Yujie.
The two quickly became entangled, and in an instant, they had already punched each other dozens of times.
Both of them did not dodge or evade, letting the opponent's fist hit their bodies, as if they were enjoying the pleasure of fighting.
Zhang Yujie punched Brother Long on the right side of his face, and Brother Long also punched Zhang Yujie on the left side of his face.
The two flew out together.
"Good boy." Brother Long wiped the blood from his mouth again, but the blood flowed more and more, even covering his clothes.
"You're not bad either." Zhang Yujie gasped. It was the first time he met such a powerful opponent. Although he was reluctant to give up and dismissed the opponent as useless, he understood the gap between the two sides in his heart.
Zhang Yujie knew that he could not hold on for much longer. The power of his fists was less than half that of Brother Long. Such a battle that consumed a lot of physical strength was only supported by his strong ability to fight. If he continued like this, he would have no power.