Bang!
A fist wrapped in a glove struck heavily between Wang Chen's crossed arms.
Though blocked by the arm guards, the overwhelming impact still pierced through, forcing Wang Chen to slide backward involuntarily.
His feet scraped harshly against the floor, the scent of burning friction almost tangible.
He retreated until he was nearly at the edge of the arena before stabilizing himself.
But this was just the beginning of the test.
The B-tier War Professional pursued relentlessly, raising his leg to sweep ferociously toward Wang Chen's neck. A barrage of strikes, like a violent storm, left no room for respite.
Wang Chen raised his arms to shield his vital parts, gritting through the brutal impact of his opponent's whip-like kick.
After enduring two consecutive blows, he defended while retreating, dodging the B-tier War Professional's follow-up attacks with agile footwork, avoiding direct confrontation.
