Rong Chunhua's punches, if Chen Wei had to describe them, were just four words: feeble and powerless.
He could certainly tell Rong Chunhua had some skills, but those punches were only effective against an average person, capable of inflicting pain for a while, but as for Chen Wei, such strength, such speed, let alone causing him pain, they couldn't even touch him.
He sidestepped, easily dodging the attack.
At the same time, his fingers clenched, and without even using ten percent of his strength, he struck Rong Chunhua in the abdomen.
"Pfft!" Rong Chunhua immediately bent over, his eyes bulging, his mouth opening, and a considerable amount of saliva spraying out.
Then, clutching the spot where Chen Wei's fist had hit him, his knees slowly bent, and before long, he was kneeling on the ground, in too much pain to stand up.
