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Yan Qu's face darkened with a murderous gleam in his eyes after being mocked by Zhou Yu.

"Kid, let's see how many more punches you can dodge?"

Yan Qu struck out again, his fist smashing down like a storm.

However, although Zhou Yu's initial dodges were somewhat awkward, gradually his movements became smoother and more unencumbered.

After dozens of moves, Zhou Yu even closed his eyes.

It was as though he was not in a life-or-death struggle, but rather savoring the battle.

Ever since obtaining 'Divine Touch,' Zhou Yu had mostly been meditating, focusing primarily on comprehension. Opportunities to practice in real combat like today were rare for him.

He naturally wouldn't let such a precious chance slip away.

At this moment, his world was pitch-black.

In the darkness, a raging dragon seemed to be constantly launching attacks at him.

That was Yan Qu's fist.

Enhanced by Divine Touch, Zhou Yu could clearly sense the trajectory of Yan Qu's punches, and then nimbly dodge them.