He actually won!
No one could have imagined that Chen Han would defeat Chen Ying in just a single move.
The Clan's upper echelons narrowed their eyes abruptly upon seeing this.
"So that's how it is. It's actually Body Refining!"
The Third Elder sneered.
A moment ago, although it looked like Chen Han had only knocked down Chen Ying with a single punch, that wasn't the case.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Han had thrown three consecutive punches. It was only because his speed was so immense that everyone was under the illusion he had defeated Chen Ying with a single blow.
"Next!"
The referee swallowed hard, announcing the second match.
The second opponent had barely stepped onto the stage before launching a fierce attack at Chen Han.
"Heaven-Soaring Fist!"
BOOM!
The opponent had just executed his Fist Technique when Chen Han's foot was already in front of him, landing a precise kick on his lower abdomen.
"PFFT—"
Blood sprayed out.
