Seeing the two burly men charging at him, Zhou Yu's eyes remained undisturbed, casually slapping out a hand.
SMACK!
Despite being several meters away, the two men seemed to be struck by an invisible whip, both simultaneously flying backwards to crash heavily onto the ground, knocked unconscious.
Chen Feihu's pupils shrank suddenly, but quickly returned to normal.
After recovering, his expression became even less cautious than before.
"So, you are a Martial Artist?"
"No wonder you're so arrogant."
He let out a cold laugh, his previously somber demeanor changing to reveal a ferociousness.
"Kid, don't think that just because you have some skill, you can show off in front of me."
"Kneel down immediately, or I'll make sure you die without a place to be buried."
Zhou Yu looked at Chen Feihu with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Is that so?"
He raised his hand and sent another slap flying.
SMACK!
Chen Feihu, completely unguarded, was also sent flying.
