Zhao Wen charged in and prepared to smash Shen Fei's head with his hammer.
"Hmph." Shen Fei instantly closed in on Zhao Wen and kicked out with both legs.
His legs hit Zhao Wen's abdomen, and the force of the kick made the opponent spit blood as he was knocked back.
This scene shocked the crowd. Zhao Wen was sent flying by Shen Fei?
"Ptooi!" Zhao Wen spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. His face was as white as paper. He struggled to get up and glowered at Shen Fei.
"Kid, do you know who I am? If you dare to hit me, my dad will never let you off!" Zhao Wen said fiercely. He was so riled up that he was about to explode.
A cold light flashed in Shen Fei's eyes as he walked toward Zhao Wen with mysterious steps. "No matter who your father is, you have offended me today, so you have to pay the price!"
An inexplicable fear rose in Zhao Wen's heart. "What do you want?"
"I'm going to cripple you," Shen Fei said coldly.
