There was a time when Luo Zheng had imagined many different scenes for a showdown with Jackson: sniper duels, chaotic firefights, trap-filled ambushes, and so on, but never this kind of abandoned one-on-one duel. In the military, when you held the advantage, you weren't allowed to play at duels with the enemy—you just emptied a magazine and ended it. But Luo Zheng suddenly had another idea. He decided to give the opponent a chance, a chance to lose so thoroughly he'd be convinced.
The two of them faced off coldly, almost at the same time clenching their fists and assuming defensive stances, gesturing for the other to attack first. Then, with tacit understanding, they both roared and lunged at each other, like two planets colliding. Their massive iron fists smashed toward the other almost simultaneously, simple and direct.
