Taking off his padded jacket and shaking out his limbs, he leaped onto the sparring ring.
Li Yuanfang knew how formidable his boss was, so he spoke without ceremony:
"Boss, I’m going to give it my all. Please forgive me for any offense!"
"Just come at me. Stop with the nonsense!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he threw a casual punch toward Li’s chest.
He didn't use any hidden force; it was a blow of pure, raw strength.
He wasn't sure how much power he possessed now and had to test the waters first. If he had added hidden force, he feared he might kill the man in a single strike.
Seeing the punch, Li Yuanfang’s eyes filled with awe. Knowing he had to bring out his ultimate abilities, he immediately went all-out. He braced his left arm horizontally while snapping a quick punch with his right toward Zhao Tiezhu’s chest. Given his own strength, it was impossible to injure Zhao, so there was no need to hold back.
"Boom!"
Though Li Yuanfang managed to deflect the punch, his body was still knocked uncontrollably to the side. Hidden force surged through his left arm, yet it couldn't dissipate all the impact, leaving him with a dull, aching pain. The punch he had thrown felt as if he had struck a concrete pillar—he was in agony, while the pillar remained unmoved.
Zhao Tiezhu frowned slightly. His strength had improved so drastically that even his mere muscular power was hard for Li Yuanfang to endure. However, maintaining this high pressure was better; it would force h…
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