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However, in less than half a minute, Luo Yanling was overjoyed, her face a picture of shocked astonishment.

Liu Zhizhong dodged with agility, avoiding Wang Xiaohu's fierce attack and quickly struck back—steady, accurate, ruthless.

He landed a heavy punch on Wang Xiaohu's face, instantly shattering his nose, blood spraying everywhere.

Seizing the opportunity, he delivered a kick to Wang Xiaohu's stomach, knocking him to the ground.

Then he followed up with several brutal kicks, causing Wang Xiaohu to roll on the ground in agony, howling and screaming as if in mourning.

At last, Liu Zhizhong delivered one final kick to the back of Wang Xiaohu's head, gauging the force impressively, knocking the man unconscious on the spot.

The forest fell silent.

Luo Yanling stood frozen in place, too excited to speak.

Wang Xiaohu's nose continued to bleed, the scent of blood spreading through the forest with the morning breeze.