C42 Intense Fighting

"Ye Feng, again!"

Zhao Dapeng bellowed, his strong legs moved, and quickly flew towards Ye Feng.

When he was not even ten meters away from Ye Feng, his body was like a spinning top, and his two hands that were full of force swept over.

"Come at me!"

Ye Feng did not want to be outdone, so he stood up straight, and revealed a proud expression.

For himself, for his father