"Ah!"
Jiang Linda and the others watched as Li Feng stood there and took a harsh slap, their hearts aching. They had feared the worst.
Was Li Feng trying to be a hero? But how could he endure over three hundred slaps?
After delivering that slap, Chen Xing felt a sense of exhilaration—why could he only slap once? If only he could slap a few more times.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't control my strength—did it hurt?"
Chen Xing's eyes were filled with triumph, but his mouth was full of apologies. Li Feng looked up at Chen Xing, and in nearly an instant, he retaliated with a slap.
Li Feng's slap was incredibly swift and fierce. Chen Xing, who was neither robust nor mighty—on the contrary, he was quite frail and even a bit weak—that first slap might have seemed painful, but it really wasn't much.
However, it was clear that the opponent was not holding back at all.
