At this moment, Ye Yuan had no choice but to take the strange man before him seriously.
Not only could he change color, but his defense was also ridiculously strong.
He was practically a living tank.
If Ye Yuan, an assassin type, could not break through his opponent's defense...
Then the joke might really be on him.
Both of them finished thinking in an instant.
This was close-quarters combat. One careless mistake could cost them their lives.
So when they clashed again,
They both put away their contempt for the other and began trading blows.
Ye Yuan held the advantage in speed and could barely maintain the upper hand.
But the Chameleon Man's formidable defense also kept him from being defeated.
Finally, after Ye Yuan attacked with all his strength and landed who knew how many punches on the Chameleon Man,
The Chameleon Man finally spat out a mouthful of blue blood with a "wah."
So his defense wasn't actually unbreakable. It was just a little high, wasn't it?
As long as he could hurt him, things would be easy.
When Ye Yuan saw that his opponent was finally injured, his subsequent attacks became even fiercer.
At a faster and more violent pace than before, every punch landed solidly on key areas all over the Chameleon Man's body.
The Chameleon Man was suffering bitterly inside.
The defense he had relied on to survive had finally revealed flaws under his opponent's savage assault.
What frustrated him most was that his poisonous claws could not injure his opponent at all.
He had no idea how Ye Yuan did it.
It was as if Ye Yuan could predict every one of his movements in advance.
As a result, he could not hurt Ye Yuan at all.
Instead, he himself had to endure two