Lin Yi recovered from his state of [Absolute Focus].
He saw the complete mess before him.
And the looks of terror and shock on the faces of the surrounding students.
Lin Yi scratched his head in embarrassment.
He walked up to Yang Yong and said, "Coach Yang, I was just..."
"What was that fist style you were just using?"
Before Lin Yi could finish, Yang Yong quickly cut him off.
His eyes were filled with anticipation.
He was more focused on the name of the fist style Lin Yi had just performed.
He didn't seem to care at all about the wooden post that had been shattered by a single punch.
Lin Yi smiled and said, "The Golden Light Fist!"
He said it without any hesitation.
In truth, it was no longer entirely accurate to call it the Golden Light Fist.
As he had been practicing it over and over just now,
he had subconsciously integrated the basic fist and foot techniques into it.
As a result, the three had merged together perfectly.
