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Actually, this Pu Ennhao was a Initial Stage warrior that specialized in external techniques. The reason he had the upper hand was because of three reasons.

First, Liu Changsheng underestimating him had been suppressed from the beginning. Second, Liu Changsheng was already old, when he fought warriors of the same realm, he did not take advantage at all. Third, the internal injuries he had from fighting with Shen Feng before Liu Shang Sheng had not recovered yet.

Seeing that, Shen Feng frowned, it seemed like the man in front of him had already comprehended the hidden strength that Uncle Fu spoke of.

"Hah!" Pu Ennhao bellowed again, and fiercely threw a punch at Liu Changsheng, sending him flying.

After Liu Changsheng landed on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, the Qi and blood on his body were surging. Just as he was about to get up, Pu Ennhao directly kicked him in the chest.

"Bam!" With a sound, Liu Changsheng's body rolled a very long distance away.

"Vice Sect Leader!" Some of the Rakasha Gate disciples shouted in shock, they did not expect that Liu Changsheng was not a match for the H Nation either.

"Stop fighting, I admit defeat!" Liu Changsheng immediately struggled to sit up and shouted.

As Pu Ennhao spoke, he walked in front of Liu Changsheng and continued while looking down at him.

"Just admitting defeat is not enough, I will make you shout ten times, Chinese martial arts are trash!"

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. We'll fight it out with you!" A few Rakasha Gate disciples cried out, and fiercely rushed towards Pu Ennhao.

"You're courting death!" Pu Ennhao's eyes turned cold, he leapt high into the air and swept his whip kick across the bodies of the Rakasha Gate disciples.

Those people weren't even Houtian realm warriors. They were like kites with their strings cut and were swept away. With this kick, at least three bones were broken from their bodies.

"Old thing, are you going to shout or not?" Pu Ennhao said as he looked at Liu Changsheng with a ruthless gaze.

"Chinese martial arts are trash!" Liu Changsheng immediately shouted out.

"That's more like it. There are still nine more sounds."

"Chinese martial arts are trash …" Liu Changsheng shouted all of his words in one breath.

"Haha …" All the people from Busan Taekwondo Club started laughing.

"I had thought that the inner Qi of China was powerful, so I came all the way here. I didn't expect it to be so weak." Pu Ennhao looked at Liu Changsheng and let out a wild laugh.

"You're right, she couldn't withstand a single blow. She couldn't even withstand a single blow." Liu Changsheng quickly forced a smile.

Hearing Liu Changsheng's words, all the disciples of the Rakasha Gate present felt so embarrassed that they could not show their face.

"Let's go!"

Pu Ennhao told the disciples behind him who were wearing martial clothes, and just as he was about to swagger out, he was stopped by Shen Feng.

"I came here today to watch a good show, I didn't expect that Rakasha Gate would actually be bullied to this extent." Shen Feng laughed.

"Shen Feng! You actually didn't die! " Liu Changsheng screamed in shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

In his heart, Shen Feng was already deeply poisoned. He was definitely going to die, but Shen Feng just stood there, unharmed.

"Of course I'm not dead. If I were to die, how would I be able to see you act out such a good show!" Shen Feng said coldly to Liu Changsheng.

"Who are you, are you also from Rakasha Gate?" Pu Ennhao used the stiff Chinese language to ask Shen Feng in a low voice.

Shen Feng did not bother with him and continued to speak coldly towards Liu Changsheng: "It is a common saying that there is hatred between nations. Today, I will first settle the nation's enmity, and then slowly calculate the family's hatred with you!"

"Answer my question!" Pu Ennhao heard Shen Feng's reply and shouted at him.

"What the f * * k are you calling him!" Shen Feng scolded.

"How dare you scold me!" Pu Ennhao could not help but be enraged. Although he was not proficient in Chinese, he knew that Shen Feng was scolding him.

"I'm scolding you, and I'm still hitting you." Shen Feng rolled up his sleeves and walked forward in large strides, looking like a street guy who was about to fight.

Pu Ennhao looked at Shen Feng who had revealed an opening as he walked over, and revealed a trace of disdain on his face: "So you're just a rookie, but your tone is not small."

Saying that, Pu Ennhao's long fist directly struck in front of Shen Feng, and he seemed to have seen the scene of Shen Feng being punched flying.

"Scram!" Shen Feng's gaze turned cold, he instantly extended his leg out and kicked at Pu Ennhao's abdomen, sending him flying.

Seeing Pu Ennhao being kicked away, everyone was stunned for a second.

"Well fought!" The disciples of Rakasha Gate immediately cheered, especially those few disciples who were sent flying by Pu Ennhao. They endured the pain and cheered for Shen Feng.

"Director." Meanwhile, all of the people in martial attire ran towards Pu Ennhao and helped him up.

Pu Ennhao looked at Shen Feng hatefully. He was not on guard against that kick, and Shen Feng did not show any mercy at all. His abdomen was currently in pain, if not for the long years of training in his body, this kick would have crippled him.

"You just said that Chinese martial arts are trash. In my opinion, you are trash. All of them are trash." Shen Feng said with a smile.

"You dare insult us, I'll cripple you!" Pu Ennhao roared, and suddenly rushed forward.

He waved his right fist and punched towards Shen Feng's face. Shen Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light and he welcomed the punch.

"Bam!" With a sound, their fists solidly clashed together.

The two of them simultaneously felt that their fists had struck steel, but Shen Feng did not feel anything, while Pu Ennhao only felt a sharp pain coming from his arm.

"Second Drive!" Pu Ennhao roared out, the muscles on his right arm suddenly bulged, and a powerful force followed along his right arm as it attacked Shen Feng.

Shen Feng could clearly feel a strong power coming from his opponent's fist. This power was multiple times stronger than the punch just now.

"So this is the hidden strength." Shen Feng thought.

However, he did not evade this force. Instead, he gathered all the inner Qi in his body and went forward to face it.

"Break for me!" The two forces fiercely clashed once again, and Shen Feng's fist fiercely moved forward once again.

"Crack!" Pu Ennhao's palm bone was instantly broken, and his body immediately flew out.

"Ah …" Pu Ennhao's left hand covered his arm as he let out a miserable scream like a pig being butchered.

When inner qi practitioners were injured, they would usually suffer internal injuries and damage to their internal organs. When outer qi martial artists were injured, they would suffer injuries such as broken tendons and broken bones.

Shen Feng looked at his painful expression, and his heart set on his future path even more. That was to cultivate both internally and externally, because this was the way of the king!

"Not even able to withstand a single blow. I had thought that since you came from far away, you would have some ability. So you're just a paper tiger." Shen Feng smiled and walked over.

When the Taekwondo people saw Shen Feng walking over, they shouted and rushed forward.

At this time, those Rakasha Gate disciples all looked at each other.

Although Shen Feng was here to seek revenge, Shen Feng was able to temporarily put aside the hatred in his heart.

Now, these people wanted to touch Shen Feng, they naturally wouldn't agree either!

"Attack!"