Xu Haoran waved his fists and lunged towards Yang Laiwu without any rules.
From the looks of it, Xu Haoran was a complete rogue fighter, like an ordinary man who had never been professionally trained.
As a result, Yang Laiwu's eyes looked at Xu Haoran with extra contempt.
In his eyes, Xu Haoran was just a stink bug, casually lifting his foot and being able to stomp Xu Haoran into pieces.
However, at an angle that Yang Laiwu could not see, Li Hang suddenly flicked his finger at this time.
At once, a very peculiar strong qi rushed directly towards Xu Haoran's back arm.
Under the rush of this powerful qi and its concomitant impact, the fist, which originally looked soft and soft, suddenly became extremely fierce.
Before Yang Laiwu had time to react, Xu Haoran's fist smashed heavily into Yang Laiwu's face.
"Bang!"
This heavy blow was heard directly inside the mountain.
At the same time, everyone was dumbfounded and stared incredulously at the image in front of them.
The few people who were packing up their tents inside the camp covered their mouths in unbelievable surprise: "Oh my God! What's going on, Yang Laiwu was actually hit by this kid."
"This is too crazy. Yang Laiwu is the 12th ranked expert in the martial arts rankings!"
"Yes, last time I saw Yang Laiwu take on a dozen knife-wielding thugs by himself, and that was easily solved with a few strokes of the autumn wind."
"That's right, that's right, I heard them say that at Yang Laiwu's level, he can even dodge bullets from the barrel of a gun."
"The fist that kid just punched over looked soft, what happened?"
As people were talking, Yang Laiwu slowly turned his face around.
At this moment, a very red fist mark had appeared on his cheek.
The contempt and disdain on Yang Laiwu's face was soon replaced by intense anger.
His eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, staring deadly at Xu Haoran, looking as if he wanted to dismantle Xu Haoran in pieces.
And Xu Haoran was arrogantly bouncing back and forth in place after his punch hit Yang Laiwu's face.
All the while swinging his fist, which didn't look like it had a single force, like a boxer.
He kept provoking Yang Laiwu, "Come on, come on, what bullshit martial arts ranking expert."
"When it comes to me, I will still beat you into a dog!"
Yang Laiwu let out a low roar like a beast, while his muscles burst out all over his body, and his bones made a "cackling" sound.
At once, a very powerful wave of Qi swept towards Xu Haoran.
At the same time, Yang Laiwu's fist turned into a streak of shadow and struck Xu Haoran's face with a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.
With this punch, Yang Laiwu could be said to have used a seventh of his strength.
He wanted to directly break Xu Haoran's nose and cause a concussion at the same time, turning Xu Haoran into a fool forever.
"Bang!"
The punch landed solidly on Xu Haoran's face.
Yang Laiwu could clearly feel the touch of that fist to flesh, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly as an icy smile surfaced on his face.
"Unknowing thing, this is what happens when you dare to provoke me."