Chapter 638: Tyrannical Han Deshui

Chu Feng stopped talking nonsense and stomped his foot hard, sweeping towards Han Deshui like a hurricane.

"What's going on?"

Wang Hao was stunned.

Isn't Chu Feng a swordsman?

Why not use a weapon?

Wouldn't it be a big loss to rush forward with bare hands?

Just when he was stunned, Chu Feng had already rushed to Han Deshui and punched out with his fist.

"You want to fight me? You are really looking for death!"

Han Deshui smiled grimly and punched with his fist.

The two fists collided rapidly.

Bang!

There was only a bang.

Han Deshui trembled all over, and felt an invisible force crushing him, and his whole fist was about to be crushed.

"Ah..."

Han Deshui let out a shrill scream, and shot back like a cannonball. In the blink of an eye, he flew seven or eight meters away and fell heavily on the ring.

"This..."

Witnessing this scene, everyone was stunned, their mouths wide open, their faces full of astonishment and shock.

You know, Han Deshui is a close combat warrior, how could he be crushed by Chu Feng so easily with one punch?

Is this scene real?

"What a strong force!"

Zhao Sanli was slightly moved, his eyes flickered, revealing a hint of surprise.

The look he gave Chu Feng was more profound.

"Fuck! Is Chu Feng so awesome?"

Wang Hao was completely shocked, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Da Da Da...

Chu Feng walked up to Han Deshui, his expression cold, looking down at him condescendingly, as if examining an ant, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain: "Old Han, you are not important even if I give you a chance! You are a waste, and you still want to fight me? You are really overestimating yourself!"

Han Deshui's face was red and white, his mouth twitched, his chest rose and fell violently, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

In front of so many people, he was ruthlessly crushed by Chu Feng, and his dignity and face were gone.

No matter what, he had to get back at Chu Feng, and he must not let Chu Feng be so proud.

He must make Chu Feng pay a heavy price and avenge his previous shame.

Suddenly, Han Deshui climbed up from the ground, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent, "Chu Feng, don't be proud! I haven't used my trump card yet."

"Then continue."

Chu Feng shrugged, looking indifferent.

The punch just now was just an appetizer.

Today, Han Deshui must be ravaged.

He must be played to collapse.

"I will make you cry later!"

Han Deshui's eyes widened, and a low roar burst out from his mouth.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out from his body, like a scorching sun in the sky.

Under the bright light, his skin underwent a strange change, gradually becoming metallic, flashing a cold and tough luster.

The muscles of the upper body also bulged, with clear lines and full of power, as if every muscle contained endless explosive power.

The metalized skin and solid muscles set off each other, presenting an indestructible and powerful sense, which made people daunted.

At this time, Han Deshui stood there like a god of war, exuding an unparalleled momentum, as if he could resist all attacks.

He was shrouded in golden light, giving people an insurmountable majesty.

"Metal materialization talent!"

"Han Deshui is now equivalent to an impeccable existence. Can Chu Feng still be his opponent?"

There was a burst of discussion around the ring.

Han Deshui's eyes gradually became sharp, like a knife, and then he smiled grimly, "Chu Feng, are you ready? I'm going to start to abuse you!"

"Do you have this strength?"

Chu Feng looked indifferent, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a hint of contempt appeared.

Before this, he had fought with several professionals with metal materialization talents.

Which time did he not crush his opponent?

Han Deshui still wanted to show off in front of him with his talent for metal materialization?

He had too many ideas!

"You'll know in a moment!"

Seeing Chu Feng despise him so much, Han Deshui could no longer bear it and rushed forward fiercely.

When he was close, he quickly gathered his strength, clenched a huge metal fist, and with endless power, he smashed it hard at Chu Feng's face in the air.

This punch was like a thunderbolt, stirring the air and making a shrill whistle, as if to end Chu Feng with one punch.

Facing this violent punch, Chu Feng did not choose to fight hard, but flexibly dodged the fatal blow.

At the same time, he raised his foot without hesitation and kicked Han Deshui's calf fiercely.

This kick was full of power and extremely accurate, leaving Han Deshui unprepared.

"Uh..."

Han Deshui suddenly felt a sharp pain coming, and his whole body almost lost balance. He frowned in pain and couldn't help but let out a low groan.

The power of this kick was so great that his calf seemed to be broken.

Under the stimulation of pain, Han Deshui involuntarily knelt on one knee and was unable to stand up for a while.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was stunned.

After Han Deshui turned into metal, he was still not Chu Feng's opponent?

How terrible is Chu Feng's melee ability?

"Waste!"

Chu Feng snorted lightly, stretched out a big hand, grabbed Han Deshui's hair, and lifted him into the air like an eagle grabbing a chick.

"Ah..."

Han Deshui suddenly felt a sharp pain in his scalp, as if it was about to explode, and he couldn't help but let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Noise!"

Chu Feng's eyes darkened, and he grabbed Han Deshui and slammed him heavily on the ring.

There was a loud bang.

The entire ring shook violently, as if it was about to fall apart.

Han Deshui lay on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, his eyes empty and his mind blank, completely in a daze.

Witnessing this scene, the surroundings suddenly fell into a suffocating silence.

Everyone was stunned.

Chu Feng's throw just now did not treat Han Deshui as a human being at all, as if he was throwing a dead dog.

Don't be too cruel!

Chu Feng glanced at Han Deshui and said coldly: "Are you convinced?"

Han Deshui's mouth trembled, and before he could reply, he was lifted into the air by Chu Feng again, and then slammed down heavily.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Han Deshui fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Hiss!"

A sound of people sucking in cold air rang out from all around.

"I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. You took the initiative to provoke me. I'll give you some strength today."

Chu Feng had a murderous look on his face, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Everyone's heart jumped suddenly.

Han Deshui was tortured to such a state, but Chu Feng still refused to let him go?

This is too cruel, isn't it?

In a trance, Chu Feng raised his big foot and kicked Han Deshui in the face.

Bang, bang, bang...

The sound of the kicks was endless, resounding throughout the entire battlefield.