Duan Ming threw a punch, and a circle of gray halo appeared around the boxing gloves. It seemed extremely heavy and kept shaking, making a sound like waves hitting the shore.
Chen Lei swung his fist to meet the attack. With a loud bang, the fists of Duan Ming and Chen Lei collided heavily without any fancy moves. A circle of visible ripples spread outward in the air. The void was even unstable due to this punch.
“Thump, thump, thump…”
Duan Ming's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't control his body. He quickly retreated more than ten steps before he stood firm. He took a deep breath, and then looked at Chen Lei with horror.
Under this huge force, Chen Lei also retreated three steps. However, after retreating three steps, he stood firmly in the same place with a relaxed look.
"What kind of freak is this..."
Duan Ming was horrified. Even a strong man at the first level of Gangsha Realm did not dare to confront him head-on with his pair of grey boxing gloves. Chen Lei had the upper hand with just a pair of iron fists without any external help. With a body like that and strength like that, he was even more powerful than a monster.
"Be careful, a series of eighteen hits..."
Duan Ming roared and suddenly punched out with both fists again. This time he punched one after another in a chain, each punch was heavier than the other. He threw eighteen punches in a row, increasing the power of his punches to a terrifying level. The gray fist light almost turned into a huge star, and with the momentum of crushing the heaven and earth, it slammed towards Chen Lei fiercely.
Chen Lei naturally felt the power of Duan Ming's eighteen consecutive strikes. This was a kind of martial art that accumulated momentum. Each punch was heavier than the last. One punch was superimposed on another. When the power accumulated to the end, it was extremely powerful. Even Chen Lei did not dare to take it head-on.
Chen Lei's body turned into purple rainbow and quickly avoided the sharp edge, and in a flash he was a hundred meters away.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, Duan Ming's series of eighteen punches, which he had built up, slammed heavily on the ground. The forbidden light on the entire ground shone brightly, and layers of forbidden runes lit up, spreading outwards, shaking constantly, dissolving the infinite power layer by layer.
Seeing this scene, everyone's face changed drastically. Duan Ming was not well-known in daily life. Who would have thought that he could deliver such a powerful punch? Even a strong man who had just begun to condense into a Gangsha could not take the last punch.
"Huff..."
After launching this attack, Duan Ming's energy was completely consumed, his face turned pale, his forehead and temples were wet with sweat, he held his knees with his hands, gasped for breath, and could not even straighten his back, which showed how much damage this attack had done to him.
Chen Lei stood aside and did not move. If he just stretched out a finger, he could knock Duan Ming down, but he did not do so.
After a long time, Duan Ming finally recovered his breath, stood up, glanced at Chen Lei, and said with a wry smile: "Junior Brother Chen, I lost."
Duan Ming actually understood that his eighteen consecutive strikes were indeed unparalleled in power, but they had a disadvantage, which was that it took too long to build up momentum, and often the enemy would easily avoid him before he finished building up momentum.
But at this time, he couldn't control the force of his fist at all and could only punch out with all his strength. Therefore, this punch couldn't hurt Chen Lei at all.
He only had the strength to strike back this one, and since he failed to hurt Chen Lei, he could only admit defeat.