The surging momentum within Ye Chenfeng's body made Fang Nanxiang feel his inner strength becoming somewhat blocked, his eyes growing incredibly heavy. He was absolutely certain that Ye Chenfeng was the most skilled person he had encountered in all his years.
Fang Nanxiang even doubted if Ye Chenfeng had begun training while still in his mother's womb; otherwise, how could someone so young possess such formidable skills? Not to mention his precise marksmanship and divine medical skills, Ye Chenfeng seemed to exist purely to crush other people's spirits. How were the countless male compatriots of Huaxia Country supposed to live with this?
Despite his shock, the powerful strength of Ye Chenfeng made Fang Nanxiang's blood boil even more. This feeling had only occurred when he was in the special forces years ago.
