Two monks, one on the left and one on the right, struck out at Chen Feng simultaneously, one aiming for his head and the other for his chest. Their moves were fierce and powerful, showing no intention of holding back against Chen Feng.
If Chen Feng were just an average person, he would surely have been doomed. However, they clearly had picked the wrong person. Chen Feng didn't even spare them a glance, instead, he casually grabbed the fist of one monk, pinning him in place, then violently dragged him in front of himself to block the other monk's attack.
The other monk couldn't stop his punch in time, and could only watch in dismay as his fist heavily struck his own comrade.
Shi Fangyuan's brows twitched at the sight of his men being defeated by Chen Feng in an instant, his face twitching almost as if paralyzed. He hadn't expected that this nosy kid was actually a martial practitioner; no wonder he was so composed.
