Sensing that the atmosphere was not quite right, the old man took a step forward and threatened Ye Chen.
"Brat, you've set foot on a path of no return. Your strength isn't worth my time. Once I make my move, you're dead meat."
"Kneel down and accept your fate!"
In his opinion, Ye Chen was someone who only knew how to use dirty tricks and had no actual strength.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed as he released his killing intent.
"Who the hell are you to order me around? You should be the one kneeling!"
He dashed forward, and the force at which he pushed off the ground caused the floor to tremble. Ye Chen launched a vicious punch laced with his killing intent.
Caught off guard, the old man quickly retreated backward while throwing a punch of his own.
Before the two fists collided, and the old man's lips curled into a vicious smile.
"Little b*stard, I forgot to tell you that I specialized in fist techniques!"
