Ye Fan's figure was like lightning, rushing straight towards Guan Feitian like a ghost.
Black Tiger, as Guan Feitian's personal bodyguard, didn't hesitate to block Ye Fan when he saw him making a move, launching a powerful kick towards him.
But immediately, Black Tiger's expression turned serious, because Ye Fan's onslaught confused him completely. What he thought was a confident strike that could send Ye Fan flying effortlessly didn't turn out as expected.
In reality, it was nothing like that; after a miserable howl, Black Tiger was kicked mid-air.
Black Tiger was instantly bewildered, unable to comprehend how Ye Fan made his move amidst his chaotic thoughts.
"Spurt, spurt, spurt!" Black Tiger spat blood, endured the tearing pain, crashing past Guan Feitian's followers, provoking strange screams, and had a harsh friction with the ground amidst the chaotic scene.
"This speed? How is it possible?" Black Tiger was filled with fear and trepidation.
