1100 I Advise You Not To Fight Him, Or You Will Lose Even More Miserably.

Feng Shaokun was stunned. "That's all?"

Ye Feng nodded seriously. "Yes, that's all."

Feng Shaokun was even more confused. "That's not right. I know how to fight too, but I don't think it's helpful to driving."

Ye Feng touched his nose. "Then I'm not too sure."

Feng Shaokun stared at him for a while and suddenly rubbed his hands. "Since you know martial arts, let's have a spar. Let me see how different your martial arts are from mine."

Ye Feng looked at him strangely. "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Feng Shaokun looked eager to try. "I have two hobbies in my life. One is racing, and the other is fighting."

"I can't beat you in racing, but you may not be my match in combat."

Zhuang Xiaojiao smiled evilly. "Brother Shaokun, I advise you not to fight him. Otherwise, you'll lose even more."

Feng Shaokun was just excited at first, but when he was stimulated by her words, he suddenly became energetic. "Really?" Then I'll have to experience it all the more."

As he spoke, he cupped his fists at Ye Feng. "Feng Shaokun wants to experience your strength, please enlighten me."

Ye Feng saw his repeated provocations and could only nod in agreement. "Alright, I accept your challenge."

Since you're not convinced, then I'll beat you into submission.

When the surrounding people heard that the two of them were going to have a duel, the atmosphere became even more heated.

"Today's trip was really worth it. Not only did I get to see the thrilling racing, but I also got to see the martial arts competition?"

"D*mn, today is really a feast for the eyes. It's too f*cking cool."

"Mr. Ye knows kung fu? He's simply a genius in both literature and martial arts."

"I guess he only knows a little health maintenance? That kind of martial arts can't be used in actual combat at all."

"Yeah, I heard that Feng Shaokun's fighting skills are very strong. He can't be compared to those pretentious people."

"I've seen Young Master Kun fight with others with my own eyes. He knocked down six or seven strong men in one go."

"I guess Mr. Ye was challenged in public and couldn't put down his face, so he braced himself and accepted the challenge, right?"

"Then it's over. He'll definitely lose miserably later…"

Everyone was not optimistic about Ye Feng. For a person who was working hard in the business world, it was already beyond everyone's expectations that his racing skills were so strong.

As for combat, it required a lot of time, energy, and hard work to practice.

And how old was Ye Feng this year? He looked to be in his early twenties. How could he be at the top of several different fields at the same time?

Unless he was not human!

"Young Master Kun, you have to show mercy later. Don't hurt God Feng."

"That's right. If it's broken, it might affect God Feng's future operations."

"It's not easy for such a strong racing god to appear. Don't cripple him."

"In my opinion, you guys should stop competing and leave God Feng to us…"

There were also many fans who were attracted by Ye Feng. They started to plead for him.

Feng Shaokun smiled. "Don't worry, I'll only use 30% of my strength. I promise I won't cripple him."

Ye Feng only smiled lightly and did not say anything.

Everyone immediately spread out, leaving an empty space for the two of them to use.

Ye Feng and Feng Shaokun were about three to four meters apart. They looked at each other.

"Do you want to wear protective gear? I'm afraid I'll really break you." Feng Shaokun was warming up while looking at Ye Feng provocatively.

"No, thank you." Ye Feng did not seem to hear the contempt in his words. He replied indifferently.

Feng Shaokun finished warming up and immediately crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Let's begin."

Ye Feng had one hand behind his back, his other hand hooked at him. "Please."

Feng Shaokun saw his arrogant look and was a little angry. "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Before he finished speaking, his body was already like a sharp blade that had been unsheathed, charging toward Ye Feng.

The two of them were not far from each other, and his speed was extremely fast, almost reaching in the blink of an eye.

Phew!

When he was less than a meter away from Ye Feng, Feng Shaokun suddenly kicked out with great force, creating a gust of wind in the air.

Ye Feng smiled lightly. He took a step back and avoided his attack.

However, once Feng Shaokun launched his attack, it was like a storm.

Hu, hu, hu…

His legs moved like a propeller, and they were very lethal.

Ye Feng could tell that his combat strength was not bad. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. He did have some capital.

However, this 'not bad' was only relative to ordinary martial artists.

Ye Feng was not an ordinary martial artist.

He still wanted to see how strong the other party was, so he was not in a hurry to counterattack. Instead, he retreated repeatedly.

Just like that, one attacked and the other retreated. In an instant, they retreated more than ten meters.

The scene was filled with wails and howls. At the same time, there were many complaints.

"Why isn't Ye Feng retaliating? You've been chased and beaten up?"

"He wanted to fight back, but Young Master Kun's attack was so swift and fierce. He didn't give him a chance at all."

"I was looking forward to it. I thought he would surprise us like a racing car. I didn't expect him to be so useless."

"His racing skills are already so good. If he can kill Young Master Kun in a fight, is there any justice left in this world?"

"In front of Young Master Kun, he can only be beaten passively."

"I dare to bet that he will admit defeat in less than a minute. If you don't believe me, just wait and see…"