Chapter 299 Muay Thai Master

• Chester Newman kept his eyes locked on the ring.
• The Black fighter was a beast—tall, long-limbed, using his reach to keep Che Long shut out. His punches snapped like gunshots. That dark fist swung like a cast-iron ball. Che Long spent nearly all his focus blocking and slipping those blows, with zero chance to attack.
• Suddenly, Che Long caught a tiny opening as the Black fighter pulled a fist back. He lunged in, slid his back foot forward, and drove a punch toward the man’s lower belly.