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nZhao Luo got up while looking at the anger on the face of Wu Yang whose eyes had this shine of seriousness gleaming inside them.

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"You think it's just a spar?

"

nWu Yang asked Zhao Luo as he felt angrier while looking at the submissive Zhao Luo.

nHis face was getting twisted because of his mood that was controlling his expression.

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"Do you intend to defeat me by only defeating?

"

nWu Yang, as he walked towards Zhao Luo while looking directly into his eyes, the ring tiles under his feet would deform before he even stepped on them.

n'Crack.'

nEach of his steps would crush the deformed tiles into small pieces.

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"Attack or Lose!!!

"

nWu Yang stopped right in front of Zhao Luo.

nThere was only an inch of air between them.

nWu Yang was giving out a challenge to Zhao Luo.

nHe also told the result, that is, if their fight continued like this, Zhao Luo will lose.

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"I thought you were fooling me and would come around if I played with you a bit. But I guess...'Crack'...I will he to fight back.

"

nZhao Luo clenched his fists and didn't dodge the stare down.

nThe shining moon above them was being covered by a cloud.

nIn a moment, the whole snow like the light of the moon was covered by that dark cloud which was a sign.

nA sign for Zhao Luo and Wu Yang to kick off.

nBoom!

nBang!

nThey both jumped back and right after they got the right footing, they leaped at each other like beasts.

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"Ahhh,

" Zhao Luo shouted as the challenge started even before their weapons, which were their limbs came in contact.

nZhao Luo had leaped with almost all of his strength but Wu Yang had matched with him as the fight resumed 10 feet above the ring.

nIn mid-air, Zhao Luo didn't wait for Wu Yang to throw the first attack as he threw a left kick at his face.

n'Bang.'

nWu Yang blocked it with his right arm and tried to counter with his left hook but before his left hook could reach Zhao Luo's face, another attack was coming at him from his right.

n'Bang.'

nZhao Luo without letting Wu Yang throw a decent attack at him kept on throwing his attacks at Wu Yang's right side.

nZhao Luo aimed for Wu Yang's face just to get back at him for his hit on Zhao Luo's abdomen.

n'He will copy me.'

nWu Yang right before Zhao Luo's punch could land on his face, shifted his guard towards his abdomen.

nThis all happened in less than five seconds as both were descending back on the ring.

n'Bang.'

n'Crack.'

nThe moment Wu Yang moved his hands to block his abdomen, Zhao Luo's punch landed directly on the right side of his face.

nSomething had been broken in the last contact of Zhao Luo's fist with Wu Yang's face.

nThe force behind Zhao Luo's unblocked punch was so much that Wu Yang's whole body accelerated towards the ring floor.

nThud!

nWu Yang fell on his back leaving a dent on all the surrounding tiles.

n'Tap.'

nZhao Luo landed next to him with a smile on his face. Even though he had gurt a friend but it felt nice getting back at Wu Yang.

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"Damn.

"

nWu Yang cursed as he got up abruptly with a swollen cheek.

nThe left side of his mouth was so big now that it looked like Wu Yang was hiding a candy there.

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"Hah.

"

nWu Yang still laughed it off.

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"My parents always told me that I had a thick face and even a thicker skull.

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nWu Yang looked at Zhao Luo who had his left hand clasped within his right hand.

nZhao Luo looked in pain.

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"Your parents....never told me that.

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nZhao Luo fought back with something which didn't make sense to Wu Yang and himself.

n'Two fingers broke, while he only gets a swollen cheek. What a monster.'

nZhao Luo looked at Wu Yang as his ain faded away in a short moment.

nZhao Luo felt something waking up inside him.

n'Yes, i.....I can feel it.'

nHe thought as he looked down.

nNo, it wasn't his dragon neither were his feet running away from him.

nZhao Luo closed his eyes for less than a second to feel this excitement that was waking up inside his body.

nWhile looking at Zhao Lup who had his face down for some reason, Wu Yang felt his back sweating excessively.

nNo, it wasn't like he was suffering from hyperhidrosis but this sweating was because of the immense talent of Zhao Luo that had hit Wu Yang like a boulder.

n'He copied my moves so perfectly and calculated my reaction so timely that I went to guard my abdomen while leaving my face open.'

nWu Yang went over the last clash between them as he slowly realized the truth.

n'Tap, Tap.'

nWu Yang lowered his body by stepping his legs far apart.

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"I will be serious from now on.

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nWu Yang warned Zhao Luo showing his sportsmanlike conduct by giving an initial warning to Zhao Luo.

nBut as he looked at Zhao Luo's a vein popped out on his forehead.

nZhao Luo stood there grinning back at Wu Yang who had just declared that he would be fighting seriously now.

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"Why are you smiling? Because your fingers broke?

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nWu Yang taunted him but before he could say another word, Zhao Luo was showing him the middle finger of his left hand.

nThe finger that was supposed to be broken was being wriggled by Zhao Luo.

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"Are you talking about this?

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nZhao Luo questioned him back as he had a smug look on his face.

n'I am fine even after my apparitions break all of my bones so how could this hurt me.'

nZhao Luo thought in his mind as a feeling of happiness contended with the excitement in his mind.

nHe was excited cause his opponent was strong, stronger than anyone he had faced till now while he was happy because it wasn't a fight that was driven by any negative emotions.

n'I am having fun?'

nZhao Luo realized as the happy feeling was reining over the excitement.

n'Ta.'

nAnother vein popped up on Wu Yang's forehead.

n'Why is he smiling?'

nWu Yang was feeling annoyed as he misunderstood the reason behind Zhao Luo's smile.

n'Is he going to ake it easy now?'

n'Crack.'

nThe tiles with dent under his feet broke as he jumped towards Zhao Luo with a flying kick.

nThe chest was the target as Wu Yang sped at Zhao Luo.

nBang!

nZhao Luo blocked the flying kick of Wu Yang by crossing his arms in front of his chest.

nZhao Luo rotated and threw a spinning kick at Wu Yang's face before his feet could touch the ground.

nBang!

nWu Yang blocked the kick with his other leg in mid-air and landed backward.

nBoth faced each other with a tough attitude.

n'Throb.'

nIn reality, they were hiding their pain.

nZhao Luo's arms were throbbing while Wu Yang's leg felt numb.

nBoth slowly walked closer to each other, and their fight resumed again.

n'I am stronger.'

n'But he keeps pushing me back.'

nWu Yang thought as he took two steps towards Zhao Luo who was getting better after every clash.

nBang!

nBang!

nBang!

nZhao Luo and Wu Yang both threw incredibly fast punches at each other.

nBut it didn't end there as the punches from both sides kept on coming without a stop.

nThe brawl went on to get bigger as the dust started to fly around them because of the broken tiles getting smashed even more.

nEach second, more than ten punches were being exchanged.

nAfter a while of this slugfest.

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"Huff.

"

nBoth of them had heavy breathing as their speed had slowed down by a lot.

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"Eat this.

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nZhao Luo shouted as his left punch landed on Wu Yang's already swollen right cheek.

n'Boom.'

nWu Yang turned his face towards his left to reduce the force behind Zhao Luo's fist.

nWith Zhao Luo's fist on his right cheek, he hit Zhao Luo with a dragon punch.

nDragon punch: When a person, brings his fist directly upwards from a low point and aims for the enemy's chin, that is the fist is like a flying dragon aiming for the skies.

nBasically what Wu Yang had thrown at Zhao Luo was an uppercut.

nJust like Wu Yang, Zhao Luo couldn't dodge it or block it, so he tilted his head upwards to reduce the impact behind Wu Yang's dragon punch.

n'Boom.'

nThe dragon punch had barely scratched Zhao Luo but even that was enough to make him fall backward.

nBut Zhao Luo was a stubborn person.

nJust like he went against the Drums of Bellum, he seized this opportunity as Wu Yang had his guard down.

nBang!

nZhao Luo used his right leg to kick Wu Yang's chest.

nA clean strike finally landed on Wu Yang.

nBoth were thrown away from each other and fell to the ground.

n'Hah.'

n'Hah.'

nTwo panting moans remained on the ring.

nOne was Zhao Luo's while the other belonged to Wu Yang.

n'Tap.'

nAfter a moment, only one of them stood back up while the other was only able to crouch back.

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"Cough.

"

nThe crouching person coughed as he looked at the other who had blood gushing out of his mouth.

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