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The first thousand three hundred and seventy-three chapters(2/2)

He is a super master, so even if his right fist is broken, it is still not a serious injury to him, but the mental impact caused by this punch is very huge.

He couldn't believe that Lin Zhiming, who had run out of gas, could still deliver such a powerful punch!

"Do you really think that with the juice, you losers can be my opponents?" Lin Zhiming said coldly.

"How on earth did you do it? Even if you were at your peak, even if you used a trump card that could suddenly make you stronger, you still couldn't break my hand with one punch. How on earth did you do it?!" Olaf

shouted excitedly.

"I'm just strong. It's not as complicated as you think. Referee, you can end this battle." Lin Zhiming looked at the referee and said.

The referee nodded repeatedly, then picked up the microphone and said, "Since there is no one left to challenge the Western warriors, I now declare..."

All the Dragon Kingdom spectators looked at the referee excitedly.

As long as the referee announces that the battle is over, then...Lin Zhiming will have successfully saved the face of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts community.

At this moment, a faint sound breaking through the air suddenly came from behind Lin Zhiming.

At this time, Lin Zhiming's attention was not behind him, so he did not notice the sound of breaking through the air immediately.
Chapter completed!
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