Chapter 50: Wounded by Falling Leaves
you can leave. If you want to come find me for revenge again, feel free, but next time, you won't have another chance to survive..."Chen Ping said coldly.Qin Xiaoxian looked at Chen Ping, and after a...Tang Long's own face was burning hot. He could clearly feel that Feng Sihai hadn't used his full strength, but as Gu Wentian's personal bodyguard, and in front of so many people, Tang Long had nowhere to put his face. He would rather be killed by Feng Sihai than admit defeat!
A martial artist values face above life itself. If he were to admit defeat today, Tang Long's reputation would be ruined, and he would never be able to mix in the circles again. Gu Wentian probably wouldn't use him anymore either!
"Feng Sihai, use all your strength! I can die today, but I absolutely cannot lose!"
After Tanglong finished speaking, his whole face turned red, and his body began to slowly swell!
"Hurricane Punch...."
Tang Long roared, his inflated body instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, returning to normal. However, Tang Long's body shot out like a cannonball!
Feng Sihai frowned: "It seems that you won't give up unless I show my ultimate move!"
Feng Sihai crouched slightly, his legs trembling. Cracks instantly appeared on the marble floor beneath him, and his clothes fluttered in the air as if caught by an unseen wind.
"I'm going all out with you!"
Tang Long's eyes began to turn bloodshot, and he punched Feng Sihai hard!
Boom…………
A tremendous sound, like thunder shaking the sky, made everyone cover their ears!
Feng Sihai remained motionless, not even shifting his body, let alone getting injured!
Tang Long was taken aback, but then a storm of punches rained down on Feng Sihai!
Boom boom boom…………
"Almost done!" Feng Sihai said, then threw a punch!
Two people's fists collided, and Tang Long's body flew backward instantly, crashing heavily to the ground. For a moment, he couldn't get up!
"This…………"
Suddenly, everyone was dumbfounded. Gu Wentian was also shocked with his mouth agape!
Lin Tianhu's body trembled slightly. He didn't expect Feng Sihai's strength to have reached such a level. His heart trembled, and Lin Tianhu secretly cast his eyes on Chen Ping. Now, it seemed that only Chen Ping could subdue Feng Sihai!
Tang Long, sprawled on the ground, struggled to get up, but failed twice!
"You... where did you learn your iron palm techniques from"
Tang Long asked in shock.
"Ye Fengchun, do you know him"
Feng Sihai stood up straight and said.
Hearing this name, Tang Long's face suddenly changed drastically, appearing very afraid. As for Lin Tianhu, his body trembled like a sieve!
It's obvious that this person knows both of them, and they're very impressive!
But no one else seemed to react, apparently unfamiliar with the name!
"Ye... Ye Master, who are you"
Tang Long asked.
That's my master, I learned this hard qigong from him!
As soon as Feng Sihai spoke, Tang Long immediately looked dejected and sighed, shaking his head slightly. "No wonder I'm not your match. You've already become a disciple of Master Ye. I concede!"
Tang Long actually conceded defeat. The man who was originally prepared to fight to the death, upon hearing the name "Ye Fengchun," surrendered immediately!
Chen Ping frowned slightly and looked at Lin Tianhu, "Who is this Ye Fengchun"
Mr. Chen, Ye Fengchun is an ancient martial arts master with immense internal power. No one knows his true strength. It is said that Master Ye can now hurt people by simply plucking a leaf!
Lin Tianhu still felt lingering fear when he spoke of this Ye Fengchun!
"Stripping leaves hurts people" Chen Ping smiled faintly, "Is that so"
Chen Ping said, picking up a toothpick and snapping it with his finger, the toothpick instantly shot towards Feng Sihai!
Feng Sihai didn't have time to react, his arm was instantly struck by the toothpick, only a small section of it remained visible!n Fu Sheng was so angry, besides these reasons, there was also one more: he had hidden Long Ru Tong for so long, but he never got a chance to touch her!The tigress at home is too strict, making Han Fu...