CHAPTER 617 WELL HIDDEN
He moved like the wind and his first move was an intensely violent punch that was headed straight for Jiang Ning's shoulder.
But it wasn't anywhere near fatal. Ye Shan knew better than that.
BAM!
Ye Shan threw this punch and hoped to see Jiang Ning yelp in pain and go flying out. But unexpectedly, Jiang Ning actually managed to block his attack.
He stretched a hand out and caught Ye Shan's fist.
"Uncle, I don't really know much and I might not hold up for long, so I think we should forget it.” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!
"Forget it?" Ye Shan scoffed and his eyes narrowed. "You could catch my fist and you dare to say you don't know much? Are you looking down on yourself or are you looking down on me?!"
Even though Ye Shan had only used 20% of his strength in this punch, most people wouldn't have been able to catch it.
This fellow had hidden his skills well!
And so now, he really wanted to see how far Jiang Ning's ability could go.
BOOOM!
Ye Shan stomped his foot hard. It was as if his skeleton was loosening as it produced a cracking sound. After that, his fist moved forward fiercely once more.
BOOM!
This time, he used 40% of his strength.
BAM!
Jiang Ning still caught it.
He looked at Ye Shan with a smile, "Uncle, you're getting on in age, so it's better not to lose your temper so easily."
Ye Shan was stunned and his face was a little red now.
Jiang Ning had actually caught his fist again.
How could that be?
Even someone with some training in martial arts wouldn't have been able to catch his fist with 40% strength.
But Jiang Ning clearly looked like catching his fist didn't take any strength out of him.
Ye Shan scoffed. "Young man, you've hidden your skills really well, huh?!"
"Then take another punch!"
Ye Shan gave a low shout, moved back a step before bouncing right back. He sent out a long punch with a series of crisp sounds. This punch carried 60% of his strength!
His fist was like an illusion. It seemed to move very slowly, but it reached Jiang Ning in an instant.
But Jiang Ning remained where he was.
BAM!
Jiang Ning still just stretched one arm out and caught Ye Shan's fist, so Ye Shan's fist couldn't move any further.
Ye Shan's face was filled shock and horror.
He looked at Jiang Ning in disbelief.
This...this was impossible!
Did he judge this boy wrongly? That wasn't possible.
His gaze instantly changed. There was surprise and excitement deep in his eyes, but the anger on his face had not dissipated a single bit.
Ye Shan didn't say anything. He moved two steps back and looked very seriously at Jiang Ning.
He took off his coat, stepped on the floor hard and dashed towards Jiang Ning like a missile.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
His energy surged and increased his strength from 60% to 70% and finally released all of it.
He gave it his all!
But Jiang Ning didn't move back at all. He moved his fists and punches were even crazier than Ye Shan's.
The entire training room was filled with the sound of fists slamming into one another.
In the back room.
Ye Qingwu could hear the commotion in the training room and started to worry for Jiang Ning.
She wanted to go over to have a look but Lin Yuzhen pulled her back.
"Don't go over, they must be fighting!" Lin Yuzhen actually had some excitement on her face. "I'm surprised that your dad is so good at fighting!"
In her mind, anybody who could fight with Jiang Ning must be a very highly skilled fighter. She had seen for herself how Jiang Ning could defeat 60 or 70 men all by himself!
If she knew that even grandmasters died at Jiang Ning's hands, then she would start worrying for Ye Qingwu's father.
"My dad has been training in boxing since he was a child, so he's been training for nearly 50 years now." Ye Qingwu was a little worried. "I'm afraid he might not know how to hold back and injure Jiang Ning!"
"50 years?!"
Lin Yuzhen got a shock. How incredible must her father be by now?!
When Lin Yuzhen heard that Jiang Ning might be hurt, she became worried and immediately dashed out without waiting for Ye Qingwu to say anymore.
BAM!
Back in the training room, Ye Shan's back was heaving as he panted heavily. The sweat on his forehead continued to drip down his face.
He stared at how Jiang Ning didn't even seem out of breath. Besides the shock in his eyes, there was also a tinge of indignation.
He had already used all the strength he had. So what did that mean?
Even if others didn't know, Ye Shan knew.
"Why you little bastard!” he cursed and picked up his fists again. He gathered up all his strength and dashed towards Jiang Ning again. He threw another bold and ferocious punch.
"STOP IT!"