Yamamoto Yilang wanted to shout, but before he could make a sound, Lin Nanfeng's right palm had already hit him in the chest. With a muffled bang, Yamamoto Yilang felt like a ten-thousand-pound boulder slamming on his chest, and his body flew backward uncontrollably.
Yamamoto Yilang fell to the ground, with a churn in his stomach. He spat out a mouthful of blood casually. His bones were aching as if he had fallen apart. He could no longer stand up, and his eyes were full of horror. Such a thing was unacceptable to him. Lin Nanfeng knocked him down with only two moves. He had never even heard of such a feat. He stared at Lin Nanfeng in horror, his heart full of doubts and confusion.
At this time, there was a brief moment of silence in the field. All 80,000,people were staring at what had
