Chapter 1101 Then I will help you gain more experience
Feng Shaokun became more and more depressed as the fight went on.

The two had been fighting for four or five minutes. He had been attacking frantically, while his opponent had been dodging.

Up to now, he hadn't even touched the corner of the other person's clothes.

"I'm asking you, are you going to fight or not? What's the point of keeping hiding?" He stopped attacking and glared at Ye Feng angrily.

Ye Feng still had one hand behind his back, "I'm giving you a chance to show off, because once I make a move, you won't have a chance to make another move."

Feng Shaokun was immediately enraged. "Stop bragging. If you have the guts, fight back. I want to see how it goes. Why don't I have a chance to fight back?"

As he spoke, he pounced on Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng did not retreat this time, but smiled faintly, "Then I will help you broaden your horizons."

At this time, Feng Shaokun kicked him on the left cheek with great force.

Ye Feng's left hand was still behind his back, and his right hand quickly reached out and grabbed his ankle.

When Feng Shaokun saw this scene, a hint of sneer immediately flashed across his face.

How powerful was his kick? At least several hundred kilograms, enough to break a tree trunk as thick as an arm.

This guy actually dared to catch it with his bare hands, he is simply looking for death.

But the next scene left him stunned with shock.

Just as his powerful kick hit Ye Feng's hand, it was like kicking a steel plate and the attack came to an abrupt stop.

He was startled for a moment and tried to retract his foot immediately.

But Ye Feng did not give him this opportunity. He grabbed his ankle and pushed it down hard.

Feng Shaokun only felt a force weighing more than a thousand pounds pressing down on him, and his other leg fell directly to the ground.

His reaction was quick enough and he jumped up immediately.

But at this time, the power in Ye Feng's hand burst out again, and he directly swung him up.

Feng Shaokun was immediately stunned by the opponent's strength. He didn't expect that such a thin body could burst out with such terrifying power.

But he was only panicked for a moment and soon calmed down. He stepped directly towards Ye Feng's face with his other foot, trying to reverse the passive situation.

A look of appreciation appeared on Ye Feng's face.

It can be seen that Feng Shaokun's fighting skills are by no means fancy just for the sake of showing off, but he has really worked hard in this area.

Moreover, he has extensive practical experience, and it is obvious that he fights against others frequently. This makes him a hundred times stronger than those "masters" who are only in name only.

But that’s all. In Ye Feng’s eyes, it’s just the difference between 0 points and 10 points.

Just as Feng Shaokun was about to take a step forward, Ye Feng suddenly let go of his other foot, then turned it into a fist and punched the sole of his foot.

His punch seemed to have little power, but Feng Shaokun's body flew straight out like a cannonball.

"boom……"

Feng Shaokun flew out three or four meters and fell heavily to the ground, raising a large cloud of dust.

The audience was stunned.

"Oh my god, this...what on earth is going on? Can anyone see clearly?"

"Yes, Master Kun was clearly the attacker just now, and Ye Feng was forced to the point where he had no power to fight back. How could he be killed so quickly?"

"I didn't see it clearly. They fought too fast. Anyway, Mr. Ye only used one hand from beginning to end."

"He defeated Master Kun with just one hand? Is it really necessary to be so exaggerated?"

"Mr. Ye is not only a great racer, but his fighting skills are also terrifying?"

"This can no longer be described as a genius, he is simply a monster..."

Everyone was shocked by this unexpected result. Before this, Feng Shaokun had always maintained this crushing attitude, and Ye Feng was forced to retreat again and again.

Who would have thought that the situation would be reversed in just the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng's blocking, grabbing, pressing, and swinging, as well as the last punch, can be said to have been done in one go, and at an extremely fast speed. Except for him and Feng Shaokun, no one knew what had happened.

They just saw Ye Feng defeat Feng Shaokun with one hand.

This kind of impact is simply unparalleled.

Feng Shaokun got up from the ground covered in dust and looked at Ye Feng in the same shock.

He only felt a little numb on the sole of his foot, and was not seriously injured. He knew very well that the other party was showing mercy, otherwise, his foot would probably be crippled.

This made him even more horrified.

His fighting skills were learned from a senior coach of the special forces, and were honed through repeated actual combat. They are by no means fancy and useless.

But now, he was crushed by the other party, just like an adult teasing a child.

Racing and fighting can be said to be his two most proud skills, but now he has been defeated by his opponent, and the strength gap is so huge.

An unprecedented feeling of frustration surged in my heart.

"I...I give up!" He gritted his teeth and said these words.

Although he was not injured, he still had the strength to fight again.

But he was very clear about the huge gap between them, and there was no point in clinging to her even if he continued.

After saying these words, he became completely depressed.

The pride and dignity he had maintained for so many years were now shattered by a man younger than him, and his entire faith began to collapse.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao originally wanted to take the opportunity to mock him and let this guy who usually acted so arrogant in front of her taste the feeling of being abused.

But seeing his dejected look, she immediately gave up the idea, "Brother Shaokun, are you okay?"

Feng Shaokun laughed bitterly and said, "I'm fine. Victory and defeat are common in the military."

"Losing is losing. As long as I work hard to improve my strength, I will win it back sooner or later."

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoqiao spoke quietly, "You may not have this chance. He was once besieged by more than 200 people from the Chaoxin Society and he was still safe and sound."

Feng Shaokun's glasses widened in disbelief. "What did you say?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao began to show off Ye Feng's achievements to him as if he was presenting a treasure.

"Besides, he is not only strong in martial arts. He can also identify rough stones. He has made hundreds of millions at the previous gambling stone conference."

"Also, his medical skills are very impressive. As you know, many famous doctors at home and abroad were helpless in treating my illness, but now he has almost cured it."

"Also, he's a very good gambler. He went to the casino a while ago and made it all the way to the finals of the Gambling King Contest. If he hadn't withdrawn at the last minute, the Gambling King title would have been his."

"besides……"

"puff……"

Before she could finish, Feng Shaokun spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao was startled and rushed forward to check, "Brother Shaokun, are you okay?"

Her original intention was just to make him realize the difference in strength between him and Ye Feng, but she didn't expect that Shao Kun's psychological endurance was so weak that he was actually hit so hard that he vomited blood.

Everyone around was also shocked.

On the one hand, he was surprised at Ye Feng's abnormal record, and on the other hand, he was surprised that Feng Shaokun was so angry that he vomited blood.

Isn’t this too magical?
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(End of this chapter)