C124 Domineering Qi

In the eyes of others, Qian Hsing's actions had become a little strange. He was fast and slow, and his punches and kicks hit the flesh. His feet were shining, and none of them had the strength to combine their strength. Even Zhang San's red stick was kicked away. For no reason, Zhang San was afraid.

Qian Hsing was getting more and more excited as he fought