"Watch out!" Lin Yusheng exclaimed.

Lu Zhengye calmly raised his hand to block, and Yan Wuyong's leg could no longer move forward even an inch.

Yan Wuyong's expression turned serious. The instant he withdrew his foot, he kicked Lu Zhengye in the stomach with his other foot.

But Lu Zhengye easily resolved the situation.

Lu Zhengye seized the opportunity and swiftly launched a counterattack.

Both were extremely skilled, and their punches were so powerful that even bystanders felt pain just hearing the sounds.

Lin Yusheng was initially very worried, but seeing Wei Qing standing there calmly, she felt relieved.

Lu Zhengye kicked Yan Wuyong in the chest.

Yan Wuyong raised his hand to block, but was still forced back several steps by the enormous force, his entire arm going numb.

Yan Wuyong was not angry at all; instead, his eyes lit up with admiration.

"Did you hone your skills on the Island of the Dead Slaves?"

Lu Zhengye: "I don't need to tell my defeated opponent."

Yan Wuyong smiled wickedly, "I haven't lost yet."

He launched a renewed offensive, even more fiercely and powerfully than before.

But no matter what, Lu Zhengye was able to handle it well, and Yan Wuyong couldn't hurt him at all.

That's enough.

A woman's voice stopped the farce.

Lin Yusheng turned around and saw that Luo Shuhua had already come out.

She stood at the doorway, looking at Yan Wuyong with a blank expression.

Yan Wuyong took a few steps back and stopped arguing with Lu Zhengye.

"I thought you were going to hide forever."

Luo Shuhua did not answer, but slowly walked towards him.