Sam looked down at the Array Plate beneath his feet, his face contorted into a sinister sneer: "Kid, no matter what tricks you use, you can't beat me."
As he spoke, Sam's iron fist struck at Lin Chen once again.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound, Sam's fist smashed towards Lin Chen once again.
However, this time Lin Chen didn't dodge or avoid; he swung his fist to meet Sam's iron fist head-on.
But this time, it wasn't Lin Chen who was sent flying, but Sam.
Sam stumbled back four or five steps, his face filled with shock.
"How is this possible!"
The spectators gasped in surprise, knowing just moments earlier Sam had been dominating Lin Chen in the fight, but now he was pushed back by Lin Chen.
With a ferocious expression, Sam said: "Kid, I'm going to kill you."
His body, like a bolt of lightning, rushed at Lin Chen again, and the two figures clashed intensely once more.
