Chen Feng looked at Hong Biao who had already pounced in front of him, raised his eyebrows and stepped forward.
No wonder this guy is so fierce. Only a few people of the same level can do it with such skills.
But now he met himself...
Shaking his head, out of respect, he raised his fist and hit him up.
In the eyes of everyone around, two fists, one big and one small, quickly approached.
At this moment, there was no sound in the entire corridor. Everyone held their breath and stared at the venue, afraid that they would miss something in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
The whole process seemed very long, but in fact it was only half a breath, and in the blink of an eye, the two fists collided fiercely.
The dull collision sound was like a muffled thunder, and it hit everyone's eardrums hard.
"Click!"
At the same time, there was an extremely clear sound of bone shattering.
Hong Biao's body shook and flew backwards out of thin air. At the same time, his expression was replaced by endless pain, and he let out a scream that was extremely shrill.
"ah!"
I saw that his thick arm had been completely twisted and deformed, and his skin even cracked in some places, revealing his white bones.
With this, his injuries were much worse than those strong men.
Chen Feng stood there motionless, his fist had already been withdrawn, as if he had never moved before.
Such a big gap shocked everyone around him again.
They never thought that this young man who gave people a sense of familiarity would be so powerful.
You know, that's Hong Biao, a famous master, the head of the Wu family's bodyguard, and relevant departments have invited him to guide the training of the people below.
But now, such a master who no one dared to provoke was defeated by an unknown young man without any resistance. With just one move, he had a single arm.
Seeing this scene, Hong Kai's face turned pale and he retreated backwards in horror.
When Wu Yixue's friends thought of the previous provocation and ridicule, they all sweated coldly and their legs and feet trembled.
If this person is as violent as Hong Biao, wouldn't he be...
Chen Feng ignored everyone around him, stepped in front of Hong Biao, and said lightly: "Now I'll give you another chance. Should you take the initiative to apologize, or would you ask me to help you?"
"Okay, okay, boy, you're very good! I didn't expect that Hong Biao, I, would fall into your hands for half my life!"
Hong Biao struggled to get up from the ground, holding his disabled arm, his face pale and extremely ferocious.
"Warriors fight each other and lose, I can only blame my skills! But it is impossible to ask my brothers to apologize to them!"
If you lose in force, although you will lose some face, it will not shake his status. After all, your strength is still there.
But once he apologized to Ning Yu under threat, the situation would be different. At that time, no one would respect him anymore and would look down on him.
So, no matter what, he can't say this apology.
"Yeah?"
Chen Feng shook his head and sighed, and took another step.
"Boy, you have to think clearly about things. Today you win and your fame will increase greatly. You will be respected by many people in the future! But if you dare to do something in a good way, I guarantee that all this will be ruined, including your life!"
Seeing Chen Feng approaching him, Hong Biao couldn't help but feel a hint of panic flashing in his eyes and gritted his teeth.