Bear Fatty moved like a rabbit freed from its cage, his obese body surprisingly nimble, leaving spectators in stunned disbelief.
Just as Li Feng dodged the Eight-cutting Saber, Bear Fatty's fists came at him like a sudden tempestuous rain.
His punches were tight and impenetrable.
Li Feng saw countless fist shadows before him. Wing Chun itself adheres to the belief that nothing can defeat speed in martial arts, and this clumsy fatty's punches came as fast as thunder, leaving one nearly breathless.
Li Feng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly unleashed a side kick.
Bear Fatty's figure stalled, his hefty body flying backward like a cannonball. Staggering back several steps before stabilizing, he clutched his chest and lifted his eyes.
A gust of wind swept towards him face-on. Bear Fatty raised his hand to block, but Li Feng was faster; his punch broke through the air, striking instantly.
Boom.
