"How dare you challenge me, Li Feng? You're simply courting death!"
The youth clenched his right fist and sneered.
"Watch me knock you down with a single punch!"
The youth bellowed, and with a light tap of his toes, he appeared before Barbaric Bull in a flash.
"Gale Fist!"
High Level Martial Arts at Peak Level.
The newly arrived rookies couldn't help but gasp in amazement. With this level of skill alone, he could look down on all rivals in an ordinary Clan.
Heh heh!
Barbaric Bull, however, simply stood there, unmoving. Then, he shot his right hand out with surprising speed.
'So fast!'
Seeing this, Chen Han couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Despite Barbaric Bull's burly frame and somewhat foolish demeanor, his movements were not the least bit slow. With a sudden thrust of his right palm, he caught Li Feng in his grasp.
"Get lost!"
Barbaric Bull shouted, his left fist striking straight for the center and viciously smashing into Li Feng's chest.
PUH—
