Chapter 556

Time passed second by second, and the fist techniques of the two became increasingly fierce; the scene was exceptionally intense. Vice Admiral Momonga's speed was very fast, and every attack was like lightning, making it difficult to dodge.

Locke did not show weakness; his fist technique was as fierce as a storm, and every attack carried powerful impact, making Vice Admiral Momonga also feel a certain amount of pressure.

Time passed quietly in their fierce fist battle, and the surrounding environment changed accordingly.

The originally quiet forest became restless due to their fierce battle, and many birds and small animals fled the area one after another.

The figures of Locke and Vice Admiral Momonga continuously swayed in the open space, their fist techniques became increasingly fierce, and every attack carried powerful wind and impact, making the other side feel a certain amount of pressure.

"Vice Admiral Momonga, your fist technique is not bad!"

Locke shouted loudly, his face full of excitement and hot-blooded emotion, "However, you are not strong enough!"

"Hahaha, you kid really has some nerve!"

Vice Admiral Momonga laughed and responded, "I have undergone years of cultivation to achieve today's accomplishments. You young man still have a lot to learn."

"I know I still have a lot to learn, but I won't lose to you either!"

Locke said provocatively, his fists already starting to become increasingly violent, carrying an uncontrollable power.

"Fine, then let's have a real contest!"

Vice Admiral Momonga did not show weakness; his body suddenly became agile, like a nimble cat, quickly rushing toward Locke.

The two ran one after another, like two wild beasts intertwining in the open space, their fists continuously striking each other's bodies, emitting deafening loud noises.

Locke's fists carried the power of a storm, and every strike made Vice Admiral Momonga feel a strong sense of pressure. Meanwhile, Vice Admiral Momonga's movement and fist techniques also became increasingly violent, and every attack was as fast as lightning, making it difficult to dodge.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, the fist techniques of the two became increasingly fierce, and the scene was exceptionally intense. Their figures intertwined under the light of the campfire, their speed was extremely fast, and their fists and feet continuously struck each other's bodies.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Both of them had started to pant, their clothes were soaked with sweat, but their gazes became increasingly sharp, as if waiting for the other's every move.

"Haven't you lost yet?" Vice Admiral Momonga suddenly shouted, his figure quickly rushing toward Locke, and he punched Locke hard in the chest.

Locke was hit by Vice Admiral Momonga's fist, and his whole body flew out as if hit by a heavy hammer, falling heavily to the ground.

"Hahaha, it seems you are still too young!" Vice Admiral Momonga walked toward Locke triumphantly, "Although your fist technique is fierce, it is not mature enough. I suggest you cultivate well for a period of time before coming to challenge me."

Locke's face was a bit pale, but he did not give up; instead, his determination to defeat Vice Admiral Momonga became even firmer.

"I won't lose to you!"

Locke stood up, his fists clenched, his whole body full of power and the desire to fight, "I still have one move, you better be careful!"

"Oh? What other moves do you have?" Vice Admiral Momonga asked with some curiosity.