Ning Zhuo saw that the situation was unfavorable and could only shift to a defensive stance.
Frost Freeze Fist!
Hanzhou's left fist struck out fiercely, carrying a bone-chilling cold, heading straight for Ning Zhuo's chest with the speed of lightning.
Ning Zhuo hurriedly crossed his arms, raising a defense.
Bang.
With a muffled sound, Ning Zhuo was forced several large steps back.
Hanzhou's fist was blocked, but the force of the punch still penetrated the defense, seeping into Ning Zhuo's body.
Bitter Cold Qi!
Hanzhou followed up closely, shifting his steps, raising his left leg high, delivering a spinning roundhouse kick.
Old Cold Leg!
The fierce wind of the leg aimed straight for Ning Zhuo's face. Ning Zhuo turned his body sideways to dodge, narrowly avoiding it, but Hanzhou quickly changed his move, his right fist like lightning, striking fiercely at Ning Zhuo's ribs.
Ning Zhuo took a punch, his stance suddenly loosening.
