Even Li Jinxuan and Park Tiancheng didn't understand Ye Chenfeng's intentions as they observed him with curious eyes.
After wrapping his fists in cloth bandages, Ye Chenfeng finally said, "Old man, I've wrapped them thick enough. Now I won't cripple you with a single punch!"
"Gah!"
As soon as these words left Ye Chenfeng's mouth, the room fell into a silent hush, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Arrogance, sheer audacity to the extreme!
Only then did everyone understand Ye Chenfeng's intention. He had wrapped his fists with cloth to increase cushioning and reduce the force of his punches so as not to cripple Li Jinxuan with a single blow, or worse, kill him.
But this was the 9th Degree black belt master of Karate, Li Jinxuan—crippled by one punch? How could that be possible? Was Ye Chenfeng joking?
All the students and instructors held an attitude of disbelief. It was simply too hard to believe!
