The shadowy figure took a few steps back, his expression momentarily stunned. He naturally hadn't expected his punch to be so easily repelled by Chen Fan!
It seemed this person was far more powerful than he had imagined.
Immediately, he used his elbow as a weapon and charged at Chen Fan again.
He unleashed the "Fierce Tiger Climbing Mountain" from the Bajiquan technique…
Seeing this, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Bajiquan!"
The shadowy figure sneered, "My Bajiquan has been honed for nearly twenty years. Give up… you can't block it!"
"Is that so?"
Chen Fan retorted, then swung his elbow outwards, striking the shadowy figure.
The shadowy figure naturally recognized Chen Fan's move, also using Bajiquan, and the same technique at that.
"Seeking death!"
Their elbows collided, and a fierce impact sound rang out.
It was like a drum being beaten.
At the same time, the shadowy figure's entire arm went limp and hung down.
That's right, it was broken.
Chen Fan gave the shadowy figure no chance to react. He suddenly leaped and, using his side, slammed the shadowy figure away.
*Thud…*
He crashed heavily to the ground, landing in an awkward heap. An indescribable pain surged through him.
"You… who exactly are you?"
"How do you know Bajiquan?"
Chen Fan snorted, "If you can know it, why can't I?"
"Besides, this isn't some secret art."
"Twenty years of skill, and it's nothing more than this!"
He scoffed.
He walked up to the shadowy figure and looked down at him.
Abruptly, he stomped down, his foot landing on the shadowy figure's chest.
The shadowy figure cried out in pain…
"Coming here to provoke me early in the morning, speak, who sent you!"
Chen Fan spat.
The shadowy figure's expression contorted, "No… no one…"
Chen Fan didn't believe such nonsense.
He saw no point in further conversation and disabled the shadowy figure, discarding him next to a pile of trash.
"You walk the road to heaven but choose the gate of hell?"
Chen Fan sneered. Though he had only recently descended the mountain, he was never soft-hearted towards his enemies.
This had a lot to do with growing up in the mountains.
Because the depths of the forest operated on primal law: survival of the fittest…
Just as he was about to leave, the shadowy figure's phone rang.
Chen Fan paused at the sound, then answered it.
"Blood Wolf, how are things being handled?"
"The Young Master is getting impatient!"
Xiao Hu's voice came from the receiver.
Chen Fan instantly knew who was causing trouble today and said directly, "As the saying goes, don't push your luck. This is the second time, don't get greedy!"
Xiao Hu on the other end was stunned, his mind reeling, "Who… who the hell are you!"
"Chen Fan!"
Chen Fan stated his name and hung up.
He threw the phone onto the unconscious Blood Wolf.
Xiao Hu was dumbfounded, his eyes wide with shock. Blood Wolf, the Black Glove, had never been defeated before, and now…
He didn't dare hesitate. He strode to Xu Changfeng's suite, knocked, and entered, "Young… Young Master, something terrible has happened!"
Xu Changfeng was eating breakfast and his expression changed upon hearing this, "What's all the commotion about so early in the morning? What's wrong?"
"You're ruining my mood!"
Xiao Hu hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and said, "Young… Young Master, Blood Wolf has also been crippled!"
The words "Blood Wolf crippled" left Xu Changfeng speechless with shock.
He knew Blood Wolf's strength all too well; under normal circumstances, ten men wouldn't be his match!
Xu Changfeng's face grew solemn. He clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "It seems we've encountered a formidable opponent this time!"
"Then… then Young Master, what should we do?"