Chapter 328
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With a bang, under the impact, Quan Liu was forced back two steps.
However, Quan Liu did not let go of Quan Jue's collar from the beginning to the end. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose and similarly knocked Quan Jue to the ground.
"Young Master, you're not my match. Hurry up and apologize to Sir," Quan Liu advised as he looked at Quan Jue on the ground.
Quan Jue's forehead was bruised from the kowtow. When he heard Quan Liu's words, he sneered.
Under Quan Jingzhou and Quan Liu's surprised gazes, Quan Jue stood up. After wiping his mouth, he tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Quan Liu was shocked.
Quan Jue could still stand up?
Quan Liu had fought more than Quan Jue had eaten. He knew very well that even an adult man would be seriously injured and fall to the ground after receiving two heavy blows from him. He would have to stay in the hospital for at least ten days to half a month.
Furthermore, Quan Jue was still so young!
Not only that, Quan Liu could clearly see the expression on his face.
There was no fear or retreat. The young man in front of him even curled his lips into an unruly smile. "You want me to apologize? He's not worthy. "
Quan Liu looked at Quan Jue's cold and dark gaze and couldn't help but gulp.
When fighting, the opponent he was most afraid of wasn't someone stronger than him.
What he was most afraid of was meeting a lunatic, especially a lunatic like Quan Jue who wasn't afraid of death!
Quan Liu didn't dare to use his full strength until he felt Quan Jingzhou's cold gaze on him.
Quan Liu didn't dare to hesitate. He pounced forward, grabbed Quan Jue's collar, and threw him out.
With a loud bang, Quan Jue's back slammed heavily onto the coffee table. He shrank in pain and was then pressed onto the coffee table by Quan Liu, who pounced on him. He was punched several times in one go.
Muffled bangs rang out continuously. Every time Quan Liu punched, he would leave a bruise on Quan Jue's face and bruise his eye sockets.
Quan Jue was in so much pain that he went crazy, but his eyes lit up as he threw a punch at Quan Liu's face.
Quan Liu sneered and raised his hand to catch Quan Jue's fist steadily. He pulled his arm and gradually exerted force. "Apologize! Otherwise, I'll break your arm! "
Quan Jue was expressionless as he suddenly twisted his body.
Crack-!
With a crisp sound, Quan Jue twisted his body and dislocated his right arm. It was limp and weak.
When Quan Liu saw this, his eyes widened in shock. Immediately after, he saw Quan Jue turn around and raise his other intact arm. With an elbow, he hit his temple on the side of his face!
Quan Liu groaned and rolled away from the coffee table. He covered his temples and his vision turned black.
If he wasn't a martial artist, Quan Jue's attack would have been enough to take his life!
Quan Jingzhou also watched coldly as Quan Jue dragged his injured and weak arm and stood up from the coffee table.
Blood flowed from the corner of the young man's mouth.
Even so, Quan Jue still used his uninjured hand to grab his dislocated arm expressionlessly.
Quan Jingzhou's gaze trembled as he clearly heard a crisp sound. Quan Jue had actually forcefully supported his dislocated arm.
Quan Jue gritted his teeth until blood flowed from the corner of his lips. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't groan. He continued to pounce on Quan Liu and punched him twice.
Quan Liu's face was also bruised and swollen. With a roar, he raised his fan-like palm and pressed Quan Jue's head to the ground.
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