Fire Dragon Fist!!
So, the man in the suit also used his ultimate technique, trying to stop Ye Feng's attack. With a roar, a scorching flame emerged from his fist.
Ye Feng only used the first move of the Tyrant Fist, so its power was very limited. His punch didn't gain any advantage and was instead driven back a few steps by the opponent's punch.
'This kid is really powerful, being able to exert such strong combat power with such a low level of cultivation. It seems I must go all out, otherwise I really am not his match.' Feeling a slight numbness in his fist, the man in the suit was deeply apprehensive of Ye Feng.
He didn't think he'd gained any advantage that would guarantee he'd fix Ye Feng. Because he wasn't sure if Ye Feng had used all his strength, he didn't dare make a hasty conclusion.
