C469 You Have Been Struck by My Threeday Death Fist!

After exchanging over fifty moves, the two combatants found themselves at the edge of the arena. Si Tuoke sensed the opportune moment and whispered covertly, "Zhang Xing, strike me now!"

With an imperceptible nod, Zhang Xing swung his hand, sending a surge of Dragon Qi crashing into Si Tuoke.

Staggering back five or six steps