C383 The Selection Had Come to an End?

Ning Yue could no longer count the number of punches he had. Whether it was the ones he had hit Shen Ding or the ones Shen Ding had hit him, it didn't matter.

The uniform worn by both of them was in tatters. Blood stained the torn cloth, which was a horrifying sight. However, the fists were still fighting each other.

At this moment