"Stand up, let's have a fair fight." Feng Wulai said with a smile.
"Don't dawdle, I hate long-windedness. Strike quickly, if you can force me to get up, you win!" Xiaobao sneered.
"Such arrogance, good!" Feng Wulai's face turned solemn, and he instantly punched.
Xiaobao's movements seemed slow, even weak.
In contrast, Feng Wulai's punch was fierce and swift, with the punch wind howling, but such a powerful and quick punch was easily blocked by Xiaobao's seemingly effortless move.
However, Feng Wulai wasn't a mere martial artist without skills; as his punch landed, one of his legs was already lifted to kick Xiaobao in the next moment.
Xiaobao blocked Feng Wulai's punch, then pressed down with his arm, causing Feng Wulai's leg to make a loud bang and slam to the ground.
After just these few brief moves, Feng Wulai understood that this young man absolutely could not be judged by his age. The young man's skills seemed even more terrifying than his own master's.
