"Qin Fen, you helped the Guard Bureau deal with Altered Humans and Aliens, earning an Outstanding Youth Certificate. You're a prominent figure among the Senior One freshmen. To be honest, although the Altered Humans and Aliens the Guard Bureau can handle are all below Level Three, the courage you showed in fighting them is commendable. I hope your strength won't disappoint me."
Wang Teng had won six consecutive matches and built up formidable confidence. He seemed intent on crushing Qin Fen through sheer force of spirit.
"Wang Teng, ranked among the top five in Senior Three. I hope you won't disappoint me either."
Qin Fen met his gaze without fear and replied with a faint smile.
After that, no matter how Wang Teng tried to provoke further conversation, Qin Fen responded only with silence.
Seeing that Qin Fen was ignoring him, Wang Teng shut his mouth as well.
The three minutes of conversation quickly passed.
The referee checked his watch, raised his right hand, and chopped it down sharply. "Begin!"
The instant he spoke, Wang Teng stamped forward. In several rapid steps, he arrived before Qin Fen, his fists tearing through the air as they struck in succession.
Before the fists even reached him, the sharp whistling of the wind had already reached Qin Fen's ears. Layers of fist shadows appeared before his eyes, smashing toward his face as fierce gusts sent his hair flying backward.
Although Qin Fen had never practiced Cannon Fist, after watching Wang Teng's matches against the others, he had briefly looked up this martial art on his phone.
Cannon Fist had many moves, including Chain Cannon, Skyward Cannon, Mountain-Splitting Cannon, Close-Body Embrace, Flash Fist Cannon, and more.
What Wang Teng was using now was Chain Cannon from Cannon Fist. His punches came in an unbroken