Han Yuan was horrified in his heart, and coupled with the lack of rules and regulations in punching, it was an authentic "Top Boxing".
The so-called "beating the master to death with random punches" made Han Yuan shocked in his heart. As soon as he lost consciousness, Han Feng punched him right in the face.
"boom……!"
With a solid punch on his nose, Han Yuan couldn't help but scream "Ouch", his nose felt a burning sting, and two nosebleeds suddenly spurted out.
What's even worse is that Han Feng on the opposite side has no intention of stopping. After succeeding with one punch, he still attacks Han Wan frantically, with a crazy attitude of "taking advantage of his illness to kill him".
Han Yuan was frightened and angry, and finally ignored his image. When Han Feng attacked, he suddenly turned and fell to the ground, like a "lazy donkey rolling", rolled around on the ground very quickly and got up, finally facing Han Feng. Pulled away.
Seeing Han Feng's expressionless face and rushing towards him again, a hint of fear flashed in Han Yuan's heart.
But feeling the burning pain at the tip of his nose and the shocked eyes of the people around him, Han Yuan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
"Han Feng, you loser, you can't blame me if you want to die!"
Amidst the loud shouts, Han Yuan crossed his palms up and down, suddenly put on a weird posture, and shouted again.
"Spirit Wind Palm!"
In an instant, Han Yuan advanced instead of retreating, heading directly towards Han Feng. At the same time, his palms moved rapidly in front of him, which actually made Han Feng a little dazzled and unable to catch the opponent's palm movements.
The moment the two sides met, before Han Feng's punch could be fired, a sharp aura hit his face.
Han Yuan's palm force actually came first and struck directly towards his chest.
Feeling the opponent's sharp palm force, Han Feng's face changed slightly, his arms suddenly crossed in front of him, and the palm force directly hit Han Feng's arms.
"Bang bang...!"
Two palms fell in succession, and Han Feng felt a stinging pain in his arms. A huge force restrained his forward momentum, causing him to stumble backwards and almost fall over.
Seeing that Han Feng was knocked back by him but could still keep standing, a look of surprise flashed in Han Yuan's eyes, and then he sneered.
"Hehe... you are a loser and you dare to fight with me. Back then, you had your father to support you. Now that your father is dead, you are not even worthy to carry my shoes!"
With a cold snort, Han Yuan stepped forward again and waved his palm at Han Feng very quickly.
Han Feng couldn't see clearly the trajectory of the opponent's palm prints, so he could only defend passively. He was shaken back all the way, and his arms were tingling and numb.
Seeing Han Feng's figure becoming more and more unstable and losing ground, Han Yuan's face became more playful and he struck faster, obviously wanting to defeat Han Feng in one fell swoop.
Seeing this situation, Chu Hanxin, who was standing in the Han family hall and looked at Han Feng's action in shock, his face was instantly covered with frost.
She quietly clenched her fist with one hand, and was about to rush into the courtyard to rescue Han Feng.
But at this moment, Han Feng, who had been forced into a corner by Han Won and had almost no retreat, suddenly made a bold move.
He suddenly opened his blocking arms, causing himself to "open the middle door wide", while Han Yuan saw the opportunity and hit Han Feng's chest with his palm force almost instantly.
"Bang...!"
A clear muffled sound broke out, and Han Feng also groaned, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this situation, Han Yuan couldn't help but feel overjoyed, thinking that he had won.
However, the next moment, he suddenly felt his arm tighten, and Han Feng grabbed his arm.
"Um……?"
Han Yuan couldn't help being shocked, and subconsciously tried to pull out his hand, but Han Feng held him tightly and couldn't break free for a while.
"you……!"
Just as Han Yuan was about to speak, he saw Han Feng opposite him grinning at him.
"If you can't make a move, then it's my turn."
Suddenly, Han Yuan felt a chill in his lower body, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He was about to dodge, but it was too late.
"boom……!"
With a muffled sound, Han Feng's sudden kick hit Han Yuan hard between his legs.
"Well……!"
Han Yuan couldn't even scream, his eyes widened in an instant, he whimpered, covered his crotch with his hands, bent over like a shrimp, and his whole body was shaking violently.
At this moment, Han Feng, who was leaning against the wall, had a ferocious look in his eyes!
He suddenly jumped up, and at lightning speed, he held Han Yuan's head with both hands, kneed him hard on the opponent's door!
"Bang...!"
