Chapter 239 A Big Short's Prisoner

• ‘His fist was three steps away from me, but his aura already made my cheek ache. Kyle’ is stronger than any expert I have ever seen. ‘If I don’t use the Black Dragon Skill, it won’t be easy to defeat him with just my martial arts skills, Leonard thought. Faced with Kyle’s fierce attack, Leonard dodged, drew a perfect circle under his feet, and immediately escaped from the range of Kyle’s punch. Kyle didn’t expect to inflict a serious blow on Leonard with just one attack. After he missed, he immediately followed up with another attack with his other hand.
• The punch was powerful like a spear piercing through the air, making a buzzing sound. The fist was like the tip of a spear thrusting towards Leonard’s chest. Leonard pressed down on Kyle’s wrist all of a sudden. For someone like Leonard, the power in his palms was no less than that of a real sword. Everyone wondered whether Kyle would continue attacking or withdraw his move. If he continued to attack, he could possibly hit Leonard, but he may also get his wrist slashed by Leonard. Whoever attacked first would take the advantage. In the world of martial arts, speed determined the winner.
• However, Kyle obviously didn’t want to take this risk. In his opinion, he could easily defeat Leonard, so there was no need to take unnecessary risks. So he turned around, withdrew his wrist, and then took two steps back. The next moment, he suddenly rushed forward again and charged towards Leonard like a spear-wielding warrior. Leonard instantly felt the fierceness contained in this move. Kyle’s fist style seemed to have the aura of an ancient general on the battlefield. If it were in ancient times, he might really be a fierce warrior. Facing this punch, Leonard dodged and clenched his fingers tightly, and his palm struck Kyle’s wrist. “Bang!” Kyle felt a tingling sensation in his arm and couldn’t help but take two steps back and shake his arm.