Chen Fan pouted in resignation.
Yang Kong, naturally, hadn't expected Chen Fan's attitude; it was somewhat surprising.
This kid seemed a bit different.
Chen Fan spoke, "And who sent you?"
Yang Kong said, "Who sent me isn't important!"
"..." Chen Fan was speechless.
Yang Kong sized up Chen Fan, an unremarkable fellow who had managed to defeat the men of Long Gang, Xu Sanmao, and Xu Changfeng!
He found it rather interesting!
Chen Fan, meanwhile, appeared bored, finding the situation unengaging.
Following this, Yang Kong's gaze deepened, and he suddenly attacked!
Concurrently, a fierce gust of wind surged towards Chen Fan.
Seeing this, Chen Fan's gaze also deepened, and he inwardly scoffed, thinking, "Finally, a worthy opponent!"
Yang Kong employed the Eagle Claw technique from Xing Yi Quan, his five fingers sharp as blades.
Whoosh, whoosh, the wind ripped through the air.
Chen Fan sidestepped to avoid the attack and retreated two steps.
Yang Kong frowned, "You can actually dodge my attack, Chen Fan, you are indeed not simple!"
Chen Fan snorted coldly and deliberately said, "It's not that I can dodge it, it's that you're too weak!"
"..."
Yang Kong was a revered figure, a consecrated expert of the Yang family.
He had only ever received respect.
He had never been subjected to such mockery and taunting.
"You impudent brat, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Today, I'll show you what Xing Yi Quan truly is!"
The next moment, Yang Kong straightened up and launched another assault.
His attack method was direct and precise, without a hint of hesitation.
Full of killing intent.
His aura was also exceptionally strong!
Facing Yang Kong's airtight offensive, Chen Fan retreated two steps before unleashing an "Yan Wang San Dian Tou" from Baji Beng, directly repelling Yang Kong.
"Baji Beng!"
Chen Fan wore an innocent, harmless smile, "It seems you have some sense!"
"Hmph... you talk too much!"
Yang Kong snorted coldly and leaped forward again.
His moves were sharp and decisive, each strike containing a potential change of direction and a hidden killing blow.
If Yang Kong's Xing Yi Quan focused on speed, then Chen Fan's Baji Beng was all about raw power.
Just as his dog-headed master had said, one force could break all techniques!
He clenched his fists and thrust them forward, a move known as "Meng Hu Ying Pa Shan" from Baji Beng!
Thump...
Impact!
Yang Kong was sent reeling back again, but this time, a burning pain spread through his chest, and for a moment, he felt as though it might shatter. He rubbed his chest, his gaze darkening, "I truly didn't expect your combat power to be so high!"
"It seems I underestimated your strength!"
Chen Fan rubbed his wrist, a half-smile on his face, "It's finally taken this long to find someone who can fight!"
"Old man, aren't you afraid I'll take away all your skills?"
His implication was clear: cripple him!
"Chen Fan, you truly are exceptionally arrogant!" Yang Kong, naturally not a man of straw, looked at him with a deep gaze, "Old man here will see today, just how much strength you possess!"
Yang Kong roared in a deep voice, clenching his fists and charging forward once more.
He stamped his foot, and the cement ground cracked slightly.
His body launched towards Chen Fan like a cannonball.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and taunted, "You're charging fiercely, but this young master isn't falling for your tricks!"
The Eagle Claw technique attacked once more. Chen Fan didn't back down. Instead, he surged forward, extending his hands to grip Yang Kong's shoulders, and roared, "This is how this young master used to throw tigers!"
The immense power in Chen Fan's arms directly threw Yang Kong off balance...