"Little Tang, what was that just now? Was that the limit of your leg speed?" Han Leng asked in disbelief. He had rarely seen such speed with kicks in the military. The kind of speed Tang Qing demonstrated was not something that could be achieved just through hard training, it also indicated a natural gift inherent in one's physical fitness and had little to do with effort.
"Yes, that was my fastest speed just now. Uncle Han, you're amazing to be able to block it." Tang Qing exclaimed. Of course, he would not say that he was still hiding half of his strength. It wouldn't be good to display too much of this. He didn't want to be treated like a monster and studied like a lab specimen.
He somewhat regretted showing such astonishing strength in his punch just now. If Han Leng asked him to try his best, it would be troublesome. Whether to hit or not to hit, if he used all his strength, a kick would definitively injure Han Leng severely and create a lot of subsequent troubles.
