That was only a few moves, right?
In his mind, it had always been Brother Huo and Brother Nan tied for first place!
Over here, Qin Shaonan and Jin Bo were going at it hot and heavy.
Every move changed in countless ways.
Jin Bo swung a punch over with his right hand, the force as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Qin Shaonan flicked his eyes over, dodged sideways in a flash, narrowly avoiding it, countered with a punch, and followed up with a whipping kick.
Jin Bo did a beautiful front flip, dodged it all, went straight for Qin Shaonan's back, then suddenly pushed off with both feet, kicking toward his back.
With his movement, it was like he brought a gust of wind with him, power whooshing past Qin Shaonan's ears.
Qin Shaonan's expression turned cold and focused; he dropped down halfway, one hand bracing on the ground, spun, and dodged that kick, looking over at Jin Bo.
Jin Bo looked at Qin Shaonan and struck again—fast, vicious, precise.
