Chu Hao casually hooked his finger in a very laid-back manner, though his eyes clearly displayed his confusion.
However he looked at Feng Haizhong, it didn't seem like his strength had greatly increased. Why then would he dare challenge him? No one would be so foolish to come back for a second beating. Could it be that he had some secret weapon?
Whoosh, Feng Haizhong lightly tapped his foot, attacking Chu Hao.
Chu Hao, unable to grasp Feng Haizhong's true capabilities at that moment, chose to dodge, moving his feet to avoid clashing directly, curious to see what this secret weapon was.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh, both men were moving quickly, showcasing rapid movement techniques.
In just a short while, they had exchanged over a dozen moves. But in those exchanges, it was always Feng Haizhong attacking, while Chu Hao continually dodged.
