C48 Too Slow!

Feng Yixiu's punch landed with a solid thud on his opponent's chest, sending him flying as if struck by a high-speed truck, crashing into the metal wardrobe behind him.

It's worth noting that this wardrobe, along with the entire bed, was a single piece of metalwork, yet the force of the impact had bent it out of shape, leaving a deep dent.

The man was out cold before he could even grunt