102 Duel (2/2)

The smile on Feng Wuhen's face disappeared in an instant, and a ferocious bear-like roar exploded out of his mouth.

The world was silent, and the wind sweeping along the street became thick, desolate, and majestic thanks to his roar.

Feng Wuhen possessed the aura of a wild beast. Advancing madly, he sent a punch flying at Xiao Luo. His simple, wild fist caused the wind to howl. There were no fancy tricks.

”Wow, that's a bit scary!” Xiao Luo remarked, snorting lightly.

But he did not retreat. Instead, with his right foot forward, he aimed at Feng Wuhen's abdomen like a wild whip. He didn't stop and gave Feng Wuhen no time to react. The crisp yet dull sound caused Feng Wuhen's body to leave the ground.

One move. With just one move, the violent, windless attack that had rolled out like a wave was immediately contained.

Feng Wuhen's body flew backward like a bomb. He forcibly reversed his center of gravity mid-air to avoid falling on his back and managed to land in a semi-kneeling position. Still, he slid backward about a meter before coming to a halt.

Gulp!

The other men breathed in deeply. Looking at Xiao Luo in his black shirt giving off a wicked aura, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Xiao Luo, at that moment, appeared insurmountable to them. He was an outstanding fighter.

”Are you still going to fight me?” Xiao Luo demanded sarcastically as he looked at Feng Wuhen. He hadn't gone all out. Otherwise, his foot would have injured Feng Wuhen even more.

”Of course I'll fight!” Feng Wuhen roared and rushed at him.

He leaped at Xiao Luo like a cheetah from three to four yards away. His whole body suddenly turned into an artillery shell with a thunderous powerful force directed at Xiao Luo.

He clenched fists while moving at high speed, and they became his only weapon!

Zi!

An ear-piercing whistling sound tore through the air as he came closer and closer to Xiao Luo.

All four of his companions straightened up in excitement and almost shouted out. They expected Xiao Luo to be overwhelmed and knocked down by their leader, Feng Wuhen.

But the reality was cruel and not at all what they'd expected.

”Bang!”

The dull sound fizzled out, and Feng Wuhen's cannon-like fists fell straight into Xiao Luo's right palm.

Feng Wuhen's pupils dilated, and his mouth was slightly agape. He felt like his iron fists were bound by some other power. It felt like he had punched into cotton and was now being gripped by a pair of steel pliers.

”The force was strong, and the momentum was firm. You should have trained by taking on wild beasts in the forests. The problem is that your move was too dead. It was not flexible enough. Against someone who doesn't know how to fight, it's okay. But against someone who knows how to fight force with force, you lose its destructive ability,” Xiao Luo explained as he loosened his grip on the man. His body bounced back at once.

”Bullsh*t!!!”

Feng Wuhen was an irritated beast. He retreated only to get ready to rush forward again. Quickly, he broke into another dash.

He jumped up high, and his waist was parallel with Xiao Luo's head. His body flew through the air, and he used the force of the rotation to kick out his foot. This foot was aimed directly at Xiao Luo's head.

If the blow had landed, the impact would have been so intense that even a wild bull would have been flipped over!

”Okay! Alright!” Xiao Luo laughed. He took one step and dodged Feng Wuhen's fierce foot. Then, his right hand turned into claws. He grabbed Feng Wuhen's ankle like an eagle, and his shoulders jutted forward. He spun around 360 degrees then hurled Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen's two companions had no time to dodge their boss, whose body was like an artillery shell rushing their way, causing them to shriek in pain.