Boom...
Lin Chuan's attack was exceptionally violent. With a leap covering several meters, he used his knee as a weapon, ruthlessly charging towards Feng Taibao. Even a man like Zhao Zhonghai, known for his strength, would have had to give way by three points.
Feng Taibao knew he could not retreat, but to avoid having his ribs shattered by Lin Chuan's strike, he clenched his teeth and pushed his hands against Lin Chuan's knee, attempting to use the inertia to push back and then escape Lin Chuan's attack range. Little did he anticipate, this idea was a grave mistake. Lin Chuan's strike carried the weight of a thousand pounds. As he pushed his hands forward, Lin Chuan's right knee broke through his defense without hesitation and struck him hard in the lower abdomen.
Gurgle...
Feng Taibao suddenly felt like a storm surging in his belly, vomiting back everything he had eaten today. And in an instant, Feng Taibao was sent flying backward, crashing into Long Wu behind him.
