Chris's eyes flashed with madness and excitement. It was as if he had already envisioned Zhang Beixing's disastrous defeat, a scene of utter ruin, once his strike landed.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, a hint of coldness flashed in Zhang Beixing's eyes. Did he really think he was so capable? Then, in an instant, he reacted.

Zhang Beixing executed Moving Mountains and Filling Seas. He twisted his feet, turned his body sideways, and narrowly dodged Chris's knee strike. At the same moment he turned, his other hand formed a palm and shot upwards fiercely, striking Chris's chin.

This move was called Bottom Palm Rushing to the Sky! It was a basic technique from Yue Family's Boxing, yet extremely vicious and perfectly suited for this situation. While evading a low attack, a single palm could slice across or grab an ear to strike the target.

BANG!

Zhang Beixing's terrifying Power was unleashed.

Sweat jolted from Chris's body under the force of this palm. Black Ghost immediately sensed the crisis and raised his hands to block, attempting a counter.

However, the strength of Yue Family's Boxing lay in its relentless barrage of attacks, one move flowing into the next, continuing until the very end.

Therefore, Zhang Beixing pressed his advantage.

He shifted from a palm to a grab, directly seizing Black Ghost's chin. Black Ghost quickly caught Zhang Beixing's hand with his own, preventing him from applying more force.

But Zhang Beixing had already swung his other arm in a 'Lateral Swing,' his limb whipping out like an ape's. A muffled thud followed as tremendous Power transferred through Zhang Beixing's arm.

Chris, who weighed a good two hundred and fifty-plus pounds, was sent flying backward by the force of Zhang Beixing's single arm!

THUD!

The next moment, Chris's body slammed heavily onto the ring.

The Grandmaster's might was undeniable. His control over Power had reached a state of meticulous perfection, such that the force erupting from a single arm was like the full burst of his entire body's strength!

Even without going all out, deliberately holding back, he was not to be underestimated!

As the first exchange concluded with Black Ghost sent flying by a single blow, the entire venue erupted into a frenzy.

"Awesome! Fucking awesome! Those two punches really hit the spot! Chris, are you dazed now? And those bootlickers in the chatroom fawning over Black Ghost, crawl out! Let's hear you cheer for him again, you bastards! Your 'Black Daddy' has been beaten into this sorry state by our Brother Dan, what the hell are you still yapping about?"

"You were talking so big earlier! I thought you were really something. But this is it? Starting to play dirty after just two punches? Is this your much-hyped former WBA champion? Trash!"

"Er... buddy, don't say that. There are still quite a few martial practitioners in the chatroom who've been beaten up by this idiot Black Ghost. Give them some dignity... Hmm... This just proves that our Brother Dan is simply too strong!"

"Indeed, so fucking fierce! Especially that uppercut. Damn, he beat the sweat right out of that bastard and sent him flying! What a hit!"

"My assessment is simply: cool! So fucking cool! You can't even win by breaking the rules—what are you posturing for?"

"Psh, it was just Zhang Beixing's fluke. What's there to brag about? It must be because my Black Brother was careless. Just wait until my Black Brother adjusts; he'll definitely pin Zhang Beixing to the ground and beat him up later!"

"Go to hell, idiot! Your Black Brother broke the rules and still got beaten to a pulp, yet you're still bragging? With brains like yours, even zombies would shake their heads!"

The online viewers watching the live broadcast expressed their excitement, frantically cheering in the comments. The atmosphere on-site was even more heated, with deafening cheers and endless chants of 'Zhang Beixing' ringing in the air.

In the midst of this applause, Chris suddenly sprang up from the ground, shaking his head, which Zhang Beixing's blow had left slightly dazed.

Feeling something in his mouth, he probed with his tongue and then spat out a mouthful of blood. Mixed with the blood were teeth!

Seeing his dislodged teeth and feeling the pain racking his body, Chris seethed with anger.

Although he realized Zhang Beixing's strength was unfathomable, he had no way to back down now and had to keep fighting.

"FUCK! I'm gonna kill you!"

The next moment, Chris swung his fists and charged towards Zhang Beixing.

Seeing this, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but mutter about his opponent's toughness.

Black Ghost's Constitution was undeniable, indeed quite impressive. Though not comparable to a tiger, he far surpassed an average person. This also explained why he could still stand after taking so much Hidden Force.

There's a fundamental difference in Constitution between people, and muscle density also indirectly affects how deeply Hidden Force can penetrate.

But... it was a far cry from being enough!

Watching Chris quickly close in, Zhang Beixing casually executed a 'Retreating Step' to avoid the strike.

At the same time, his fist transformed into a claw.

Yue Family Continuous Boxing's 101st technique: Pawn Heart Extractor!

Zhang Beixing's fingers, like sharp swords, dug deep into Chris's chest, sinking in. Just as Chris was preparing a knee strike, Hidden Force erupted from Zhang Beixing's hand, and he pulled hard.

"AH!!"

An excruciating scream echoed through the sports hall.

Everyone looked over and saw that with this move, Zhang Beixing had forcefully torn a chunk of flesh from Chris's chest, leaving a bloody, mangled mess!

But that wasn't enough. Completely ignoring the blood streaming down his hand, Zhang Beixing gave a ferocious grin. He raised his hand for another move, 'Thunder Strike from Above,' and slammed his palm onto Chris's incoming knee.

BANG!

The muffled sound was heavy. Zhang Beixing then retreated, creating distance.

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