The Xuanwu Iron Fist clenched tight, like a meteor hammer heavy as a thousand catty, fiercely smashed towards Li Chen.
Even though this punch didn't carry full strength, it still had eighty percent. Even a tank would be flattened by such a blow.
Facing the aggressive assault of the Xuanwu's Iron Fist, Li Chen didn't dodge at all; instead, he also swung his fist, clashing head-on against Xuanwu.
"Crack!"
Two Iron Fists collided mid-air!
Li Chen and Xuanwu both stood still as if they were statues, not moving an inch.
Though no one moved, superficially it looked like the first round ended in a draw.
In fact, the moment the Iron Fists clashed, Xuanwu was already lamenting in his heart.
He felt his fist almost shatter to pieces, half of his body numb and void of sensation.
In contrast, Li Chen was still all smiles, as if nothing had happened.
Xuanwu gritted his teeth, bellowing, "Not bad, let's go again!"
