C144 Crazy Hand-to-hand Combat

In the blink of an eye, Wen Yuan had rushed out of the area covered by the cold air and appeared in front of Duan Tianleng. Apart from the tiny ice fragments on his eyebrows and the tip of his hair, the cold fog didn't bring much trouble to Wen Yuan.

With a dong sound, Duan Tianleng's right hand and Wen Yuan's left hand. . . In an instant. As their fists collided, both of their bodies paused