"Bang!"
The twelfth contestant's fist slammed heavily into Lin Chen's body, making a dull sound.
Since Lin Chen said he is a sixth-level martial artist and showed strong confidence, number twelve naturally didn't hold back.
Lin Chen was directly struck by a punch, crashing heavily onto the energy wall.
Lin Chen flexed his waist and abdomen, bouncing back from the energy wall and landing steadily.
Seeing this, number twelve narrowed his eyes slightly.
This punch of mine was definitely not weak, yet he took it head-on without sustaining any injury?
The opponent's strength is indeed quite impressive.
I guess I have to go all out.
My promotion relies on this; I must give it my all to win the competition.
Who knows if what the opponent said was just to numb me?
Betting some money and winning a set of potions that aren't easy to buy on the market, everyone knows what to choose, right?
As he was pondering this in his heart, Lin Chen had already rushed up.
