Between life and death, Chen Tinghan was not afraid at all. His thoughts were faster than his actions. He made a decision first, swung his hands, and suddenly crossed them horizontally to block the attack, but he was not protecting his head, but his chest. Then he suddenly straightened up from the ground, and the little bit of height he raised made his leg just hit his chest.
His wrists were pressed against his feet, but he still couldn't withstand the huge force. He was kicked hard and knocked backwards. There was a slight snapping sound from his hand bones. It was so painful that he couldn't tell which wrist was broken, or whether both hands were broken.
Chen Tinghan was hit against the tree, his chest felt stuffy and he could hardly breathe. A mouthful of blood slid from the corner of his mouth. If this kick had hit his head, even with his hands to protect himself, he would definitely be unconscious for a while and would be at the mercy of others. Fortunately, he made the right choice.
He was like a swaying duckweed, leaning against the big tree behind him, standing upright with incomparable stubbornness.
Skills could not make up for the huge gap in age and physical fitness, not to mention that his enemy was also a martial artist, and in terms of skills, he was only slightly inferior to him.
At the critical moment, Ji Yanghai stopped chasing. He covered his ears and listened to the news coming from the other side.
Ji Yanghai stared straight at Chen Tinghan, as if judging the possibility of killing him. Finally, he came to the conclusion that he could not get rid of Chen Tinghan within a few moves.
If he just managed to solve the problem, he would miss his last chance to escape. If it were two or three minutes ago, he really wouldn't have dared to flee openly. But now, he was sure that Chen Tinghan had at least lost the ability to pursue him, so there was no problem in showing his back to him.
In the end, he still maintained a posture facing Chen Tinghan, moved away for a while, and after ensuring a safe distance, he turned his back and ran away.
Chen Tinghan also maintained a counterattack posture for more than half a minute. After confirming that the footsteps were gradually fading away, he sat down on the ground exhausted.
At the same time, a shrill siren sounded in Chen Tinghan's ears. He knew that his goal had been achieved and Ji Yanghai could not escape.
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