Self-humiliation

quick.
Lin Jiulong is too fast.
Long Guangye's muscles were tense. Years of training had given him an extremely sharp sixth sense. He intuitively felt that Lin Jiulong's punch was at least a ton! If his head was hit by this blow, it would definitely explode like a watermelon.
But he wanted to step back and avoid it but it was too late.
Zhao Haoguang was also a step slower. He saw with his own eyes Lin Jiulong's pair of iron fists punching straight towards Long Guangye, and he couldn't...