C48 Too Slow!
Feng Yixiu's punch landed with a solid thud on his opponent's chest, sending him flying as if struck by a high-speed truck, crashing into the metal wardrobe behind him.
It's worth noting that this wardrobe, along with the entire bed, was a single piece of metalwork, yet the force of the impact had bent it out of shape, leaving a deep dent.
The man was out cold before he could even grunt