C42 A Fierce Battle!

"Ye Feng, come again!"

Zhao Dapeng roared wildly, and his powerful legs moved, "Teng, Teng, Teng!" He quickly rushed towards Ye Feng.

When he was less than ten meters away from Ye Feng, his body was like a high-speed spinning top, and his two strong arms swept out horizontally.

"Good!"

Ye Feng was not willing to be outdone, and he stood up straight, revealing a trace of arrogance on his face