Since both fighters were ready, an Elder was also called upon to be a judge and the battle started right away. Both walked on the edge, sizing their opponents.
Ye Jun wasn't too worried about him, but he still decided to be serious. Better to overestimate and win than underestimate and lose badly.
In the next second, both crossed the arena in quick steps. Fist met fist as a booming sound rolled over to the audience. They separated and once again engaged in a fist fight.
'So, fist-based Mysterious Techniques,' Ye Jun concluded as he went on the defensive. 'This guy is an MMA fighter.'
Since his opponent didn't use weapons, he didn't either.
Jabs. Uppercuts. Direct punches. Side kicks. Front kicks. Lean-back punches.
All kinds of blows came at him at such speed that it blinded him for a moment. It was hard to track his hand movements, and the occasional kicks distracted him too.
Ye Jun also found some opportunities to strike.
