With a sudden lift of his leg, Chen Zhennan's knee slammed heavily into Xiao Hu's stomach, the impact powerful and heavy.

Xiao Hu suddenly felt a sharp pain, and his body was forced to bend backward, like a taut bowstring that could break at any moment.

"Cough...cough!"

Xiao Hu coughed painfully, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, but before he could react, Chen Zhennan pulled him back.

Chen Zhennan struck again like lightning, his knee slamming into Xiao Hu's nose, blood gushing out instantly and staining Xiao Hu's face red.

Taking advantage of Xiao Hu raising his head, Chen Zhennan quickly took a step back, his legs moving like a tearing storm, and kicked out, hitting Xiao Hu hard in the chin and knocking him to the ground.

"ah!"

Xiao Hu fell to the ground, groaning in pain, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Zhennan stepped on his chest, looking down at him without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"You think you're worthy of being the second-in-command?"

Chen Zhennan's movements were fluid and seamless, leaving the bandits watching in awe and speechless.

Chen Zhennan's movements didn't seem difficult, but his ability to adapt to the situation was too strong. All his movements were fluid and almost without any pauses, and he easily defeated their second-in-command.

The bandits looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Many people didn't even have time to react before the battle was over.

However, what shocked them even more was Yan Shiyu's performance.

In the short time that Chen Zhennan and Xiao Hu were fighting, Yan Shiyu had already killed more than ten of Xiao Hu's men.

He fought against more than twenty people in such a short time that no one could see how he did it.

The remaining people dared not attack and turned to flee. However, Yan Shiyu's style was similar to Chen Zhennan's; he would never let go of anyone who wanted to kill him. He took a step and chased after them.