Chapter 15

"Brat, good, very good, let me show you what a difference is, I will definitely deal with you today!" Feeling humiliated, the whispers in his ears made Han Feng want to go crazy. (Win Q coins)

"Thunder Palm!" In extreme anger, Han Feng laughed and shouted, his entire aura instantly rising. He suddenly charged forward, kicking up a cloud of dust. His speed was more than twice as fast as before! Like a sword, he transformed into a streak of light, charging straight at Wang Chen.

"Heavens, it's the Thunder Palm, that waste of space is done for this time!"

"High-level Yellow Rank Thunder Palm, when did Han Feng learn it?"

"Hmph, don't forget that the Elder is his father, hehe, this time Wang Chen, that waste of space, is in for it!"

Seeing Han Feng's move, many people were already shouting in surprise. One must understand how much a high-level martial technique can help a martial artist, it can instantly elevate their strength to a new level!

Thunder Palm, a high-level Yellow Rank palm technique, is considered one of the top techniques even in the entire Qingfeng City.

Moving like thunder, shaped like lightning, if the Thunder Palm is practiced to its peak, it can instantly kill an enemy from a hundred steps away, showing just how terrifying it is.

"Han Yu, what's going on here?" Behind them, Han Yuxuan's face was cold as she asked coldly.

Thunder Palm, such a high-level technique, has strict restrictions on its practice. Without the family's permission, it cannot be learned privately. Now, Han Feng has actually learned it? And definitely without the family's permission, the reason is clear.

"Cough, cough, cough... This... " Han Yu's face was also extremely ugly, not knowing what to say.

For this family competition, his father secretly taught Han Feng this martial technique in advance, intending for him to use it as a trump card in the competition. Who knew this damn guy would use it at this time? Thinking about this, his heart sank. If this matter is investigated, punishment is inevitable.

"Let Han Feng explain this to the family himself, hmpf!" Coldly snorting, Han Yuxuan had no mood to pursue this matter at the moment, focusing her eyes on the scene.

After Han Yuxuan's angry shout, Han Yu, who was already unhappy, added a trace of venomous expression, staring fiercely at Wang Chen on the stage, revealing a cold killing intent. (Win phone credit)

In the arena, the atmosphere at this moment seemed somewhat tense. Everyone fell silent, watching the two people in combat.

Using the Thunder Palm, Han Feng's aura clearly soared. His figure kept flashing, his palms overlapping, continuously attacking Wang Chen, causing the air to emit a dull whistling sound.

Palm shadows filled the sky, and in an instant, Wang Chen seemed to be in a precarious situation.

Under the rapid attacks, his steps began to slow down. After all, he had only practiced for a short time, how could such a profound step technique be so easily mastered? Ultimately, it still showed some stiffness.

Dangerous scenes kept appearing, making everyone's hearts race.

Under such fierce attacks, if Wang Chen were hit, given Han Feng's character, he would not let it go, and after a series of attacks, it could lead to his death.

Han Jin, on the side, had a serious expression, ready to intervene at any moment.

"Hiss!" Dodging another palm, feeling the palm brush past his chest, Wang Chen was unusually solemn.

Speeding up his steps, he continuously retreated, stepping back seven steps in the pattern of the Big Dipper, then leaping back to temporarily escape Han Feng's attack range.

The exquisite footwork drew a cheer. At this moment, everyone's eyes were only on the two martial artists in the competition, without any discrimination based on status or position.

"Brat, if you have the ability, don't dodge!" Seeing Wang Chen escape danger again, standing in place, panting, Han Feng shouted loudly.

His face was flushed, drenched in sweat, the continuous attacks had wasted a lot of his physical strength and true essence. The high-level Thunder Palm technique consumes true essence even more, making Han Feng feel somewhat powerless!

"What, are you done? Tired?" The speed of the Thunder Palm was too fast, and his Ghost Step was not yet proficient. Wang Chen knew that continuing to dodge was not a solution. Even the best defense would eventually have a flaw, and under relentless attacks, there would be a gap. After facing several dangerous situations, he did not intend to continue dodging.

Looking at Han Feng with a faint smile, a hint of a cold smile appeared at the corner of Wang Chen's mouth.

"Heh... Little waste of space, you still dare to talk back!" Seeing Wang Chen's appearance, Han Feng was furious. The Thunder Palm could not even deal with him, making Han Feng feel even more humiliated. Especially when he heard others cheering for Wang Chen's dodges.

"Who is the waste of space will be known soon, you want to fight, as you wish!" Having seen Han Feng's abilities, Wang Chen did not intend to continue dodging. It was time to end the battle quickly.

Han Feng was slightly stunned by Wang Chen's words, thinking he had heard wrong.

Similarly, the crowd around him looked at him with some confusion. According to his previous performance, although Wang Chen's strength was not great, if he continued to delay with his strange steps, Han Feng would not be able to deal with him, resulting in a draw, which was enough! Why was he now really going to engage in a direct confrontation?

"Good, hahaha... Let you see the difference!" Realizing this, Han Feng sneered.

"You said that before, the difference is clear, but unfortunately..." Smiling slightly, Wang Chen's meaning was obvious.

His words made Han Feng's face turn red with anger, unable to say a word, only able to look at Wang Chen with a hateful gaze.

"Yuxuan, hehe, don't be in a hurry, this is just the beginning, they haven't finished their competition yet, we shouldn't interfere, Han Jin is there, nothing will happen!" Behind them, seeing Han Yuxuan about to step forward, Han Yu quickly said, with a smile on his face!

Now, Wang Chen was no longer dodging, and Han Feng had his chance. This could not let Han Yuxuan save that little brat, otherwise, if this matter were to spread, Han Feng, who couldn't even beat a third-stage Body Tempering waste of space, would have no face left in the Han family.

"You..."

Seeing Han Yu block her path, Han Yuxuan said with some anger.

"It's starting, quick, look!" Han Yu said to Han Yuxuan with a look of schadenfreude.

"You've had enough, now it's my turn, take my punch!" In the arena, Wang Chen did not give Han Feng a chance, taking the initiative to attack.

In an instant, his right hand clenched into a fist and punched forward, the veins on his hand clearly visible. Seeing this, everyone around thought he was crazy, actually using a third-stage Body Tempering strength to resist a fifth-stage Body Tempering Han Feng. Didn't he know how big the gap was?

However, everything happened in reality. The fist wind whistled, emitting a low whistling sound, tearing through the air, charging forward.

Seeing Wang Chen attack, a hint of disdain appeared at the corner of Han Feng's mouth: "Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

Saying this, he took a step to the right, dodging the critical area, with a sneer, he clenched his fist and countered.

Boom...

The two fists met, emitting a low sound like thunder.

In the next moment, Han Feng's face changed drastically, a惨call, and he rapidly retreated, barely stabilizing his stance after retreating more than ten meters, almost falling to the ground.

Wow...

A chorus of exclamations, everyone stared in disbelief at the sudden scene.

With one punch, Han Feng was directly knocked back more than ten meters, while Wang Chen merely paused for a moment before advancing again.

"Second punch!" A roar echoed.

Wang Chen did not give Han Feng any chance to catch his breath, rushing to his side, and the second punch was already launched.

Boom...

After a dull sound, Han Feng retreated another ten meters, falling heavily to the edge of the arena!

"Third punch!" Just as he struggled to stand up, before he could catch his breath, Wang Chen's voice came again. His figure flashed, rushing to his side.

At this moment, Han Feng no longer had the calm expression he had before, his face full of panic, his eyes wide with fear, subconsciously raising his hands to block!

Crack...

A crisp breaking sound was followed by a heart-wrenching scream.

His body was thrown high into the air, Han Feng fell heavily backward, slamming into a stone pillar at the edge of the arena.

Lying on the ground, his body convulsed, his mouth emitting heart-wrenching cries! This time, he could not stand up again.

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