Wan Gang knew Lin Feng practiced Taekwondo, so he only paid attention to his legs. Everyone knows that Taekwondo is famous for its sharp leg techniques. If Lin Feng were to spar with him, he would definitely use his legs. But in his wildest dreams, he never imagined that this time Lin Feng wouldn't use his legs but his fists. And he could feel that Lin Feng's punching speed was even faster than his kicking speed. Before he could react, a punch was charging towards his chest.
With no other choice, Wan Gang could only circulate all his True Qi into his hands to protect his chest and to fend off the attack, so as not to suffer too much damage. Now Wan Gang realized that Lin Feng really was a master—a master with an astonishingly fast speed. Just now, the speed of his kicks was already fast enough, and his punches were even faster, fast to the point where he couldn't change his moves in time and could only instinctively guard his chest in a passive defense.
"Bang!"
