After two consecutive strikes, Duan Hong, who was not temperamental, got up from the ground, still unaware of how the youngster had attacked him.
"You... you ambushed me." A spoilt young master who had won championships in Sanda and boxing had never encountered such a situation before, being hit with two consecutive strikes and knocking his butt backwards, Duan Hong was completely dumbfounded.
Yang Fan smiled, a slow grin spreading across his face. "You don't accept this?"
"I don't accept it!" Duan Hong, while speaking, rushed towards Yang Fan and threw a punch.
Yang Fan accurately caught his swinging punch, twisted it violently to the right, and Duan Hong immediately screamed in pain.
