"Come on!"
Chen Xiu looked at the man, clenched his fists, and an invisible aura began to spread around him.
"You Chinese are really weak; I don't even feel like making a move!"
The man spoke in a heavy Chinese accent.
Upon hearing the mocking words from the other side, a flash of anger crossed Chen Xiu's eyes. He shouted angrily and charged towards the man, slashing out with a palm strike that had a sharp wind and rollicking energy!
Watching Chen Xiu's attack, a look of disdain flashed in the man's eyes. He leaped into the air and unleashed a kick, carrying the weight of a thousand jun, fiercely striking out.
"Not good!"
At that moment, Chen Yuntian and a few instructors all had a sinking feeling, their eyes flashing with worry.
Bang!
The next second, the man's kick fiercely struck Chen Xiu, sending him sprawling to the ground, his body trembling and a pained expression on his face as blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
