C118 Without Any Ability to Retaliate

"Are you done hitting? Isn't it my turn now?"

The Black Ghost, hearing Yuh Wenming's taunt, swung a vicious punch, aiming to send Yuh Wenming flying.

But Yuh Wenming had no intention of dodging. He launched a punch of his own, and incredibly, their fists met in mid-air.

Without gloves to soften the impact, the fists made a solid, painful connection.

The audience exchanged glances