C1893 Straight Punch(2)

Ye Fei's fist didn't change at all. It continued to punch forward.

Facing Zhao Er's incoming dagger, there wasn't the slightest bit of panic on his face. He didn't even try to dodge it.

It was as if what he was about to face wasn't a dagger, but a fragile straw.

But because it was simple and straightforward, Ye Fei's punch was very powerful