C387 Yu

A massive fist came out of nowhere, hurtling toward Ye Fann's unprotected back.

Perhaps the assailant never imagined he'd face defeat so early in the second round.

Or maybe it was the sting of being bested by someone much younger.

Regardless, he was willing to stake his pride to eliminate his opponent.

By then, Ye Fann had already retracted the Sword God and was caught completely off guard