However, Liu Hai thought his attack was fierce, making Xiao Han dodge everywhere.
Liu Hai did not know that Xiao Han simply disdained to consider him an enemy.
Liu Hai angrily said, "Kid, if you're capable, stop dodging."
As he spoke, Liu Hai raised his foot and kicked toward Xiao Han.
Xiao Han let out a cold laugh, lifted his foot, and met the kick head-on.
Bang...
The two men's feet collided, their leg bones striking each other.
Crack...
Liu Hai's leg bone emitted a crisp sound, and he was stunned.
"Ah!" Pain suddenly overwhelmed him, causing him to cry out loudly in agony.
Xiao Han's lips curled into a cold smile, then he said, "It's not that I can't beat you, I just don't want to bother fighting with you."
Liu Hai's face was covered with cold sweat, as a few sycophants quickly stepped forward to support him, each of them hurriedly asking, "Young Master Liu, are you all right?"
"I... it hurts like hell." Liu Hai clutched at his leg.
"Is it broken?"