In the afternoon training room, the ceiling fan overhead spun weakly, emitting an old and creaky sound.
Qin Shi pushed open the door and strode in without saying a word. When he was about seven or eight meters away from Li Yuan and Xie Yucheng, he planted his foot firmly on the ground, his body like a tightly drawn bow.
Suddenly, a fierce wind arose, and his figure shot forward like an arrow!
As his abdominal muscles contracted sharply, his arch and shin exerted force together, and Qin Shi fiercely kicked out.
"Brother Yuan, sorry about this!"
Pa!
The spin kick was fierce and fast, like a whip cutting through the air, directly striking the opponent!
With no time to react, Li Yuan's head took the brunt of the blow, tilting to the side!
His sturdy body, weighing over a hundred pounds, was sent flying sideways like a human sandbag smashing against the wall behind him!
Bang!
Large chunks of white wall paint fell off from the impact!
