Fist Tournament (Third update)_1

When the five fists landed on him, Hei Long's muscles quivered. A surge of power erupted from his body, flinging all five men through the air to crash onto the ground.

For a moment, the entire arena was stunned into silence.

The disparity in strength was simply too great.

"I let you have one punch. Now, it's my turn," Hei Long bellowed. "Come on, show me what you've got!"

The five boxers got to their feet and charged at Hei Long once more.

Unfortunately, their strength was pathetic. Their fists felt like nothing more than an itch against Hei Long's body, and their kicks couldn't move him an inch.

"Damn, they're not even in the same league."

"No one watches a Hei Long match expecting to win money. They come to watch him brutalize his opponents."

The crowd began to buzz with noise.