Lin Chen took half a step back, while Tian Jianfeng took a full step back.
Tian Jianfeng's eyes were blazing with fighting spirit: "Good! To have such strength at such a young age, you are truly a worthy disciple of Xue Kuangren! Come again!"
The two rushed forward like lightning once more, striking with fist and leg, as fast as lightning and as powerful as a thousand jin.
After a brief exchange, Lin Chen braced himself against Tian Jianfeng's attack and charged into his arms.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Tian Jianfeng landed three lightning-fast consecutive punches on Lin Chen's chest, producing a dull thud like that of a ramming drum. Lin Chen, however, acted as if he hadn't felt a thing. He twisted his shoulder and violently slammed into Tian Jianfeng's chest.
Tian Jianfeng was sent flying through the air like he'd been struck by a raging bull, crashing heavily to the ground.
Lin Chen stood still, not pressing his advantage.
