Chen Dashan's words were truly a stab to the heart.
Old Tang had devoted his life to the Ning Family, being a professional martial artist raised by them. In his youth, his talents in martial arts were extraordinary, and he spent his life immersed in martial arts. When Dashan, a young man, said this, it undoubtedly trampled on his pride.
"You're courting death!"
Old Tang's face turned red as he clenched his teeth and shouted loudly, his foot executing a whirlwind kick towards Chen Dashan.
Chen Dashan, seeing his old age, originally didn't want to strike, but he didn't expect this old man to be so reckless.
Old Tang's legs were very powerful, seemingly carrying a gust of wind, making the air whizz.
Before Old Tang's whirlwind kick could land, Chen Dashan kicked him in the stomach.
"Bang!"
With a light kick using only fifty percent of his strength, Old Tang flew back several meters, hitting the wall of the fruit store with a heavy thud and collapsing limply into the corner.
