God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 359: Chapter 383, Flipping the Middle Finger

Zhang Yue once again came charging over aggressively, and naturally, Fang Yi wouldn’t show weakness. With an immediate push of his feet against the ground, his body leaned forward, shooting out like a cannonball.

This time, Fang Yi didn’t use any boxing techniques or inner strength; he just charged forward. With his body leaning forward, he had a tendency to fall.

Using this momentum, much like sumo wrestling, Fang Yi wrapped his arms around Zhang Yue’s waist. Utilizing the inertia, he sent Zhang Yue stumbling backward.

The crowd was completely stunned; the once dominant Zhang Yue was now being forced to retreat.

This, this is too violent!

In reality, Fang Yi wasn’t in the advantageous position. During the process, he felt a severe pain from his back, fully bearing the ’Golden Needle Finger,’ resulting in several bloody marks.

The so-called Golden Needle Finger, when cultivated to perfection, could even pierce holes in stone. But since Fang Yi’s body had been conditioned by the old man from a young age, coupled with only being one level behind Zhang Yue, he could withstand it. Had it been anyone else, their back would likely have been pierced with bloody holes by now.

Even so, the pain Fang Yi was enduring was incomprehensible to the spectators on the sidelines.

Behind the T-shaped stage was the dance floor, in the center of which stood a hollow steel pole for pole dancing. Fang Yi, pushing Zhang Yue back, forced him against that hollow steel pole.

Creak~~~

The hollow steel pole couldn’t withstand such a violent collision and bent sharply backward, nearly making the eyes of everyone watching bulge out.

Such strength was truly terrifying!

In that moment, the two men were entangled, rolling around in a scuffle to the outsiders. But in reality, they were both using lethal moves, one with a hold, the other with an uppercut. Such martial arts techniques could deal fatal injuries at any time during their fierce battle.

But now that the fire had been stoked, there was no chance of calming down.

The entire bar was filled with an uproarious noise that seemed to burst through the skies. The spectators watching the fight were hysterically shouting, the wild atmosphere spilled out, making the whole bar tremble.

Yuying gripped her fists tighter and tighter,

Yi, ferocious like a tiger,

as relaxed as before; without

worried about Zhang Yue being hurt or in trouble; what worried him

pressed down and beaten like this, Fang

same time, over by the woman in red, Song Duan couldn’t help but smile:

direction where Fang Muye was, and murmured

stage, the outcome was

When he reached the edge of the T-shaped stage, his feet suddenly

gasping heavily, breathing quite heavily, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his face, mixed with blood—not just his own, but also that of

had numerous bloody marks, but these were trivial for someone with his sturdy

lifted his eyes to look at Zhang Yue opposite him; his opponent was

longer held his previous composure. Seeing Fang Yi still standing like a fierce tiger, his pupils rapidly constricted,

Earth Level Third Stage, he is just an Earth Level Second Stage—how is this possible... How can he still be standing?!" Zhang Yue felt his True Qi inside was nearly exhausted,

people, but I’ve never seen anyone this

made his move. He didn’t fight desperately like

depleted, huh?" Fang Yi said with a smile, suddenly uttering

widened, revealing

True Qi might be depleted,

replied, "That might not

second, Fang Yi executed his Divine Travel Steps, charging over like a bolt of

Extremes Fist First

Extremes Fist Third

Fist

"..."

finally started to really display Eight Extremes Fist. He hadn’t

it was not. With the "Evil Desire Scripture" automatically revolving, his inner breath kept flowing, so naturally, his True Qi

had been ferocious, but now, the roles had reversed, and