"Ye Feng, be careful!" Shen Baitian also cried out in surprise.
Immediately, she subconsciously stood in front of Ye Feng without a care for her own safety.
Ye Feng had been through the system's modification, and after these few days of harsh training, how fast was his reaction speed?
He first pulled Shen Baitian away.
Then, he struck out with his elbow.
Kacha...
The wooden chair was immediately swept away by his elbow, and it flew toward the lackeys behind Mo Cong.
At the same time...
Ye Feng's right leg had already flown up, and it landed heavily on Mo Cong's chest.
Bang...
Like a sandbag, Mo Cong's body was sent flying backward for more than a meter.
Then, he fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
This scene happened in a flash.
From the moment Ye Feng turned around and was about to leave, to the moment Mo Cong flew into a rage out of humiliation and he grabbed a chair and threw it at Ye Feng.
