Chapter 79

“That’s right, it’s me, Qin Biao!”

Seeing the mocking sneer on Ye Fan’s face, Qin Biao felt a surge of anger. This kid really didn’t know his place.

Did he really think that just because he learned some martial arts when he was a child, he was invincible?

Today I’m going to teach him a lesson!

“Hehe, you’re so skinny, not tough at all! But your parents must really wish you were tougher, it’s just a shame things didn’t go as planned!”

Ye Fan remained cool and didn’t take Qin Biao seriously at all.

Qin Biao was furious at this moment. Although he was not tall and strong, he was definitely not skinny. He had been training hard all these years, and every muscle in his body contained great power. Otherwise, how could he be qualified to be Liu Tiannan’s capable general?

Seeing that Ye Fan didn’t take him seriously at all, he threw a punch at Ye Fan!

Ye Fan also stepped back at this moment, actually avoiding Qin Biao’s punch. Then, just as the force of Qin Biao’s punch dissipated, he suddenly took a step forward and kicked Qin Biao in the abdomen. Qin Biao’s pupils shrank abruptly. This retreat and advance seemed simple, but the timing was absolutely perfect. Just when the force of his punch had completely dissipated, he not only made his punch miss, but also launched a counterattack at this moment. Such control of the battle situation was indeed amazing. No wonder he was able to beat all of the Third Young Master’s henchmen to the ground.

Putting aside his contempt, Qin Biao quickly withdrew his hands to protect his groin, blocking Ye Fan’s kick. A tremendous force sent Qin Biao staggering backward, while Ye Fan spun around and unleashed a series of side kicks aimed at Qin Biao’s chest. Qin Biao was startled and raised his arms to block again, but a “smack” rang out as Ye Fan kicked his arms apart, sending him staggering backward once more. However, Ye Fan’s turning speed increased rapidly, and before Qin Biao could even retract his hands, his third leg swept out, its trajectory aimed directly at Qin Biao’s head.

Qin Biao’s expression changed drastically. This was actually a series of kicks from Bruce Lee! Sensing the lightning-fast footwork, Qin Biao raised his arms again to protect his face. However, at that moment, Ye Fan suddenly turned around. The kick that should have been thrown upwards instead pressed down in mid-air, slamming into Qin Biao’s chest. Qin Biao felt a jolt in his chest, as if he had been hit by a hammer. A dull sensation followed, and his body was forced back seven or eight steps by the kick. His face turned extremely ugly. No one had expected that this kid’s strength would be so formidable.

As for Lin Qiang and the others who were blocking the alley entrance, their expressions changed drastically. They had witnessed Qin Biao’s strength firsthand. He was one of the top ten gangsters in Linhai City. They originally thought that Qin Biao could easily deal with this brat, but who knew that after the battle started, it was this kid who was beating Brother Biao up.

How is that possible?

In the entire Southern Dragon Gang, the only one who could completely suppress Brother Biao like this was Lin Long, the gang’s number one warrior. Could it be that this kid’s strength is actually similar to Brother Long’s?

Qin Biao was forced to retreat repeatedly by Ye Fan’s series of kicks, taking seven or eight steps before stopping, his face turning extremely ugly.

“I didn’t expect…” Before he could finish his polite words, Ye Fan charged forward again. This time, he didn’t use his legs, but his fists. His left fist pulled back from his chest, while his right fist burst out from his ribs, transforming into a bolt of lightning that swiftly struck Qin Biao’s chest. The speed of the punch was so fast that Qin Biao was caught off guard. His pupils contracted rapidly, and he instinctively crossed his arms to protect his chest.

However, at that moment, Ye Fan suddenly changed his fist into a palm, grabbed Qin Biao’s left wrist, stepped to Qin Biao’s left side, and came to stand next to Qin Biao. Then, with a forceful pull, Qin Biao was caught off guard and his left arm was pulled backward. His body also tilted to the right and his head was buried. Ye Fan’s right foot had already hooked backward in an instant, and with a dragon tail swing, it swept towards Qin Biao’s face!

Ye Fan’s speed was so fast that Qin Biao had no chance to react. But when he saw the huge foot, it was too late for him to block. He heard a “smack” and Ye Fan’s foot slammed into his face. His nose was also kicked and he felt a sharp pain. His head was dizzy and his head was kicked upwards.

In that split second, Ye Fan released Qin Biao’s left hand, slightly shifted his body to face Qin Biao’s left shoulder, and then suddenly extended his left foot, sweeping it directly onto Qin Biao’s heel. Qin Biao’s muscular body was sent flying by this kick, falling sideways. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan swiftly brought his arms together in front of his chest, elbows pointing downwards, and slammed them into Qin Biao’s chest with a loud “bang.” Qin Biao’s chest felt as if it had been struck by a hammer once again, and this time the pain was even more intense than before. He even felt as if his sternum was about to shatter.

His body accelerated its descent towards the ground, crashing heavily to the earth. A sharp pain shot through his back and chest, as if every bone in his body was shattered. However, before he could even stand up, Ye Fan had already raised his right foot once more, aiming to stomp on Qin Biao’s head…

Despite feeling a sharp pain all over his body, Qin Biao managed to roll away at full speed to avoid Ye Fan’s terrifying kick. However, Ye Fan swiftly stepped forward and launched another lightning-fast kick. Qin Biao had barely rolled over and hadn’t even regained his balance, nor had he swung his arm, when Ye Fan’s kick slammed into his chest. An even stronger force slammed into his heart, sending him sliding forward and crashing heavily into the wall beside the alley. He opened his mouth and gushed out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground crimson…