Hot Blood: Dominate the World with Your Fists

After looking at each other, P took the initiative and kicked Xin Xiamu quickly. While Xin Xiamu was blocking with the iron rod, he quickly did a somersault to avoid Nangong Mu's fist, and quickly followed up with a kick, kicking Nangong Mu hard in the stomach.

"Ugh!" Nangong Mu cried out in pain, stumbling backwards a few steps. For a moment, Xin Xiamu was left alone to face the P.

P seized the opportunity and quickly kicked Xin Xiamu down with three consecutive kicks. He quickly tilted his head to avoid Nangong Mu's fist and hit Nangong Mu with a left hook. Looking at Nangong Mu in front of him, P already showed a victorious smile.

"Bang!" Nangong Mu unexpectedly grabbed P's left hand and held it tightly.

"Your dominant hand is your right hand, right? Your left hand is not very strong! Xin Xia!" Nangong Mu looked at P and said sarcastically, and quickly called Xin Xiamu.

At this time, Xin Xiamu also appeared behind P, swinging the iron rod and hitting P's head hard.

"Bang!" P raised his injured right hand to block the attack at the critical moment, but the price was a broken right arm.

"Ah! Get out of my way!" In desperation, P unleashed a powerful fighting force. He raised his right leg and delivered a powerful knee to Nangong Mu's stomach, breaking free from his restraints. He anticipated Xin Xiamu's attack, dodging it by crouching. He then sent Xin Xiamu flying with a kick, knocking a large hole through the nearby wooden board.

After doing all this, P did not stop. He swung his left fist and punched Nangong Mu in the face, knocking Nangong Mu back several steps. Only then did he have a little time to breathe.

"Very good, you are indeed very strong." Xin Xiamu walked out of the wooden plank and said with a smile on his face. However, his messy long hair showed that he was not as relaxed as he appeared.

"Although I'm very sorry, I still have to knock you down, injured man." Nangong Mu also stepped forward again and surrounded P together with Xin Xiamu.

P glanced at the battlefield. The members of Wuming Street were already at a disadvantage and couldn't spare any hands to help him. He took a deep breath, knowing that he would have to fight to the death with Nangong Mu and Xin Xiamu.

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The battle between Dongye Huanglong and Smoky is still going on. Dongye Huanglong forces Smoky back with a sweeping kick, and is a little surprised.

Smoky's attack speed and explosiveness are so immense, he's practically a grown-up version of Todoroki Yosuke. It's his kinesthetic vision and impressive agility that allow him to maintain his speed and stay ahead. A Yamato of the same level would be completely overwhelmed.

Smoky rushed forward as soon as he was knocked back, throwing a quick punch. Dongye Huanglong quickly leaned back to avoid it and quickly stepped back, dodging Smoky's two subsequent punches.

However, Dongye Huanglong's retreat also meant that the initiative was handed over to Smoky. Smoky seized the opportunity and threw several quick punches in succession, but they were all blocked by Dongye Huanglong.

"Nani? Why is this happening?"

A flash of shock flashed in Smoky's eyes. Dongye Huanglong's skills were obviously inferior to his, yet he was able to perfectly dodge and parry his attacks. What was going on?

"I've almost adapted to your attack rhythm. It's my turn next!" Just as Smoky was puzzled, Dongye Huanglong suddenly stopped and threw a straight punch straight at Smoky's cheek. Even though Smoky made a timely parry, he was still hurt by the punch.

"Hahaha, here I come!"

Dongye Huanglong smiled excitedly and punched Smoky with all his might. When Smoky dodged, he pounced on him and pinned him under him. His fists hit Smoky like a storm. Even though Smoky raised his arms to block, he was still hit hard in the face by Dongye Huanglong's heavy punch.

Smoky was knocked unconscious by Dongye Huanglong's terrifying punch, and blood splattered directly from Smoky's face. Dongye Huanglong was excited by the blood and continued to attack. Smoky knew that he couldn't continue like this. He suddenly exerted force at his waist, quickly broke free, and hooked Dongye Huanglong's neck with his backhand. He strangled Dongye Huanglong backwards and performed a rear-naked choke.

Almost in an instant, Smoky's naked choke was formed, and Dongye Huanglong's neck was strangled tightly.

Smoky tightened his arms with all his strength, and Dongye Huanglong's face turned red. He controlled his body and smashed it to the ground, then hit Smoky's stomach with his elbow with all his strength.

"Bang!" Even though Dongye Huanglong was restrained and couldn't deal maximum damage, his attack power was still beyond Smoky's ability to withstand. Smoky instantly let go of his hand in pain, but just as he did, Dongye Huanglong grabbed Smoky's neck and swiftly punched him in the face. "Bang!" The punch sent Smoky flying four or five meters away.

Dongye Huanglong did not move forward to finish off the opponent because he had suffered a great loss in the naked choke just now and needed to take a short break.

Smoky, who was knocked away, was about to stand up when his face suddenly changed drastically, his face extremely painful. He then coughed several times and coughed up a large mouthful of blood. Smoky, a fragile hero, was almost killed by Dongye Huanglong's punch. However, even if he was not killed, he was also made sick by Dongye Huanglong's punch.

Dongye Huanglong watched the scene unfold before him but didn't take advantage of the situation. After all, only in a fair situation could one truly demonstrate their strength. So, Dongye Huanglong stood quietly aside, waiting for the other party to stand up again.

After a long while, Smoky finally stopped coughing and stood up, looking at Dongye Huanglong in surprise. Smoky was quite surprised that Dongye Huanglong didn't finish him off. After all, in his previous situation, facing a master like Dongye Huanglong, he was absolutely unable to resist.

"Why are you…"

"Why didn't I take advantage of the opportunity to kill you? I'm not a good person, but I wouldn't take advantage of someone in distress. But you, you're seriously ill, right? There's no point in fighting any further."

Dongye Huanglong interrupted Smoky and spoke slowly.

"Aren't you taking advantage of someone's misfortune? If you hadn't come to Wuming Street to cause trouble, we could still be friends." Smoky took a deep breath and said after hearing this.

"I've said it many times, forget it. I'd better beat you up first." Dongye Huanglong was speechless. He was not a buddy.

"Come on, you evil guy, I will never let you hurt my family!" Smoky did not back down when it came to matters of principle and decided to defend Wuming Street to the death.

Dongye Huanglong took off his coat, Smoky wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked towards him again.