The man immediately understood Tang Feng's intent; he planned to fight him bare-handed.
A sneer crept onto his face.
His name was Ba Song, a once-famous powerhouse in Nan Tai County.
In the past, he'd amassed a terrifying record of twenty-one consecutive victories in the underground fighting rings of Nan Tai, killing seventeen opponents on the spot.
Although several years had passed, his legend still circulated in Nan Tai's underground fighting rings.
This kid choosing to fight him was basically signing his own death warrant.
He guarded his face with his fists, then feigned an attack on Tang Feng.
"Ha!"
With a loud shout, Tang Feng launched the first strike.
A straight punch aimed directly at Ba Song's face.
A slight smile curled on Ba Song's lips. Those who dared to match his strength were either not yet born or already dead.
"If you're seeking death, then I'll oblige you."
He didn't dodge at all, swinging out his fist in response.