Facing a red tiger as fierce as a tiger, Zhao Yi was like an iron tower, motionless and allowing the tiger to pounce on him.
It was only when the red tiger's attack was about to touch his body that Zhao Yi moved. His movements were concise and quick, without any extra movements.
He used every punch and kick to defend against the Red Tiger's attacks and firmly warded off the Red Tiger's fists and feet.
Just like this, in the blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged over twenty moves. The arrogant smile on Red Tiger's face could no longer be seen at this moment.
He felt that the man in front of him was like a thick iron pole that was watered by cast iron. No matter how hard he attacked, he could not hurt the other side.
"It's so hard to fight. Could it be he'
