Feng Ang couldn't help but tremble inside, but at this moment all his strength was concentrated in his palms and he simply had no way to respond, particularly since he had no idea what Su Chen intended to do.
Just as his hand was sliding down, Su Chen suddenly tilted his head back slightly, narrowly avoiding Feng Ang's deadly move.
"Not good!"
Feng Ang's martial arts were not mediocre, and he immediately realized the flaw in his move.
Because his move was purely offensive without defense, if someone dodged and then counterattacked, his body would become an easy target!
It was just that he was too confident in his own move to ever consider that someone might dodge it.
"Bang!"
After dodging that palm, Su Chen immediately punched towards Feng Ang's chest. Feng Ang's body immediately flew backward like a kite with its string cut, then crashed against the wall behind him, creating multiple echoes.