Chapter 62: The Truth

That day, Wu Tian once again initiated a sparring invitation, believing he could reclaim his reputation.

He always felt that his loss in the morning was due to his carelessness and underestimation.

Bang!

The outcome was swift.

Without refusal, Chen Feng once again put him under pressure.

Several punches came his way, and he felt pain on his right cheek, another tooth becoming loose.

Then, his head tilted.

He quickly passed out again, collapsing onto the ground with a swollen nose and face.

"Did I hit too hard?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised.

He had originally planned to shear some wool off his opponent.

[Fear +1!]

"Hmm?"

His gaze shifted, Chen Feng looked to the side.

Pei Yue slightly bowed his head, his gaze evasive, and quickly went up to support Wu Tian.

This left him somewhat astonished; unexpectedly, it was a bystander who provided him with fear in the end.

"Pei Yue."

Chen Feng called out to him.

"Ah?" Pei Yue looked over, puzzled.