Chapter 399 Counterattack Begins

young lady wearing a nightgown sat on the sofa watching TV. Her back was toward Wang Zheng, leaving only her braided ponytail and pale neck visible. The girl's ears were also translucently delicate;...Chapter 399 Counterattack Begins

In fact, Wang Zheng understood that Qin Yanwu just wanted an excuse, a reason that would allow him to save face.

"Good lad!" Qin Yanwu laughed heartily. His elbows were braced in front of his chest, and when Wang Zheng's fist struck Qin Yanwu's arm, it was immediately rebounded back!

Had it been an ordinary person receiving this punch from Wang Zheng, they would likely have both arms broken! Yet, with Qin Yanwu’s aged body, even after taking the blow head-on without any reaction, he managed to shake Wang Zheng's arm until it went numb!

"Steel bones"

Wang Zheng sneered coldly. His figure advanced again, and both fists were hurled simultaneously at Qin Yanwu’s face and neck; his right knee lifted sharply in a direct assault on the center, forming a pincer attack that was fierce and overwhelming.

Qin Yanwu's moves were also no joke—without hesitation, he raised his knees to clash with Wang Zheng's, while simultaneously bracing both arms against Wang Zheng’s fists, preventing him from advancing even an inch!

"Bang!"

A dull thud sounded as the two knees collided.

Even though Wang Zheng had already eased his strength when he saw Qin Yanwu's defensive technique, he still grimaced from the impact. This old man’s leg techniques were really formidable!

However, after taking a slight step back, Wang Zheng suddenly stepped forward. In this short distance, his body speed drastically increased! It was even twice as fast as before!

Huan Yiwen had already figured out the route of Wang Zheng's attack and began to defend himself calmly and unhurriedly. However, he didn't expect that Wang Zheng would suddenly accelerate. His fist hit Huan Yiwen's sternum when his defense wasn’t fully set up!

Seeing this old man with weak limbs, Wang Zheng was worried that he might have actually caused a depression in Huan Yiwen's chest!

"Thud!"

Another muffled sound echoed as Huan Yiwen was pushed back two steps.

Wang Zheng ignored his numb right hand and, with a kick of his feet, launched himself again. In mid-air, he executed a tornado kick aimed at Huan Yiwen's head!

"Good lad, you actually managed to hit me!"

Huan Yiwen didn't expect that underestimating him would result in being hit, and his expression showed slight surprise. Seeing Wang Zheng unleash another deadly move, he couldn't afford to be overconfident anymore. His right fist rose towards the sky as if he intended to clash head-on with Wang Zheng's foot!

Unexpectedly, when their punch and kick were about to collide, Wang Zheng suddenly withdrew his power. The tip of his foot shifted from its utmost hardness to utmost softness, lightly landing on Huan Yiwen’s fist.

At this moment, Huan Yiwen's strength had already been unleashed and couldn't be retracted.

Wang Zheng slightly bent his knees and used Qín Yǎnwǔ's strength to flip through the air, covering several meters before lightly landing on a nearby rooftop!

"Thank you for your help, Senior Qin!"

After saying this, Wang Zheng did a back handspring and disappeared into the night.

Qín Yǎnwǔ finally massaged his chest with a bitter smile. "This world truly belongs to the young generation."

Wang Zheng's figure raced through the darkness of the night while continuously pondering.

The outcome was obvious; Qín Yǎnwǔ had deliberately let him go, otherwise, this old man would have defeated Wang Zheng if he had used all his strength. Perhaps Wang Zheng could escape using speed but there was no way he could defeat the opponent.

Under the counterattack from before, Wang Zheng's right arm felt numb and his knee hurt severely. Qín Yǎnwǔ must have practiced Iron Robe or similar techniques, becoming even stronger with age; indeed a terrifying person.

However, thinking carefully about it, this matter had gone quite well. Fortunately, all Qin needed was an excuse to persuade himself. The old man clearly disliked the Zhang siblings for some time but couldn't watch helplessly as Wang Zheng destroyed everything. At least, he needed to pass his test.

Currently, Qín Yǎnwǔ didn't know about Zhang Bówén and Zhāng Yànnī's plot to assassinate Hán Xīyè; if he did, without needing any action from Wang Zheng, the enraged Senior Qin would likely storm the Black Hand Society himself.

Indeed, an expert of a previous generation. Although Qín Yǎnwǔ was forced into battle by Wang Zheng just now, his depth couldn't be probed. According to Wang Zheng's guess, this Qín Yǎnwǔ should be an expert on par with Xià Píng'ān; even if he can’t match the incomparably talented Dántái Suífēng and Chìtiānhú, he is definitely a master-level existence. That time in Japan, had it not been for Xià Píng'ān losing an arm, Wang Zheng wouldn't have been able to defeat him even with his sudden burst of speed.

The few exchanges just now left Wang Zheng feeling sore from the counterforce. He hadn’t expected Qin Yanwu, an old man with brittle bones, to actually be so sturdy; there really were people who cultivated Iron Wire Shirt or similar techniques in this world. Of course, such techniques must have their weaknesses, otherwise wouldn't they render one invincible

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