"Emperors need not rise early!"
Chen Feng roared, the buttons on his shirt popping open "pop pop pop" to reveal his solid abs. He swung his arms and charged forward, a whirlwind rising behind him. His fist collided with Mingxiu's in a thundering crash, the sound of flesh on flesh "bang bang bang" causing onlookers' eardrums to ache.
There were still many people in the hall, and Chen Feng couldn't use his most powerful moves for fear of hurting them. He had to settle for close-quarters combat. It had been a long time since he'd fought so fiercely. In the eyes of the spectators, they resembled two great apes locked in battle, trading blows that sent one another reeling—like robots, seemingly unaware of pain.
