Crazy Martial Arts Sovereign

Chapter 1192: Equally matched

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He had no time to think about it, because the opponent's speed was too amazing. Long Xiangtian could only raise his arms to block in a hurry. At the moment when his fists and feet met, Long Xiangtian's arm was suddenly attacked by a powerful force. Before he could be surprised, Long Xiangtian's body was shaken out by this force, breaking the stone pillar railing behind him, and his body fell backwards.

Although it was only a few meters high, if it had happened on an ordinary day, it wouldn't have caused any harm. However, Long Xiangtian's body was hit hard, so the speed of his fall was naturally incomparable.

Just as Long Xiangtian was falling and still on the balance line with the balcony, Long Xiangtian's body flipped in the air, and when he fell, he grabbed the edge of the balcony with both hands. Then he suddenly exerted force with his arms, and the whole person suddenly flew into the air as if he jumped up, and stood steadily on the balcony.

As soon as Long Xiangtian landed, he stared at the young man opposite him with a fierce look. The man was about 28 years old, handsome and tall. He was Zhao Ziru's bodyguard Shen Han.

Shen Han stood there without launching any more attacks. Instead, he quietly looked at Long Xiangtian opposite him. He frowned slightly, obviously shocked by Long Xiangtian's skills. He suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Long Xiangtian looked at Shen Han and suddenly chuckled. He had guessed that he was Shen Han. Du Ruo once said that Shen Han ranked fifth among the Yan family's thugs. His strength should not be underestimated, but he did not expect that he was so powerful. If he had not been mentally prepared in advance, he would not have been able to escape his fierce attack.

In a duel between masters, most of them have a sense of mutual respect. Moreover, Long Xiangtian and Shen Han have no grudges against each other, so naturally they will not glare at each other. He smiled and said, "Who are you?"

Long Xiangtian knew clearly that he was Shen Han, but he also learned from Du Ruo that it would be better to ask clearly when meeting for the first time. Don't mistake the gangster for Zhao Ziru's bodyguard, that would be ridiculous and stupid.

The night was dark, and when the wind blew, it also moved the hair on Shen Han's forehead. Seeing that he looked extremely serious, he did not let down his guard at all, and just said lightly: "My name is Shen Han."

Long Xiangtian nodded and said with a smile: "I know you, we don't have any hatred, there is no need to fight, I just want to meet Miss Zhao."

Shen Han's expression suddenly froze, and he asked, "Miss Zhao, can you see her whenever you want? Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving." After he finished speaking, he had already started to prepare himself, and it seemed that he would not let Long Xiangtian go easily.

As Zhao Ziru's bodyguard, his job, in addition to protecting her safety, is not to let go of anyone who poses a threat to Zhao Ziru. In his eyes, Long Xiangtian broke into the villa at night and obviously had other purposes, so he would not let him go easily.

Just through the brief fight before, Shen Han clearly understood that the enemy in front of him was by no means a mediocre opponent, so he did not dare to take it lightly and prepared himself for battle.

Long Xiangtian frowned, looked at Shen Han and said, "I have no hostility towards Miss Zhao, don't you believe it?"

Shen Han didn't even move his eyes. No matter what Long Xiangtian said, he had to fulfill his responsibility. He stared at Long Xiangtian without saying a word, and only used his fists to speak.

Shen Han's leg skills were quite sharp, and his strength could be seen from his previous move, so he was definitely not weak. However, no one would have thought that his boxing skills were also quite sophisticated, and his attacks were not only swift but also fierce.

Long Xiangtian further confirmed his previous thoughts. Shen Han was the top master he had ever met. No matter whether it was Du Ruo or the fat man, or even the long-haired man and the monk before, they were not his opponents.

Shen Han's body suddenly flashed and he went around to Long Xiangtian's side. His five fingers instantly pinched Long Xiangtian's shoulders and the force was exerted at once.

Long Xiangtian felt the pain in his shoulder. His face changed instantly, and he suddenly grabbed Shen Han's wrist and turned his body at the same time.

Shen Han's instinctive reaction was to withdraw his hands instantly. Long Xiangtian broke free from his restraints and suddenly punched Shen Han in the chest again. Fortunately, Shen Han's reaction was not slow and he moved instantly, but he was still hit on the shoulder by the fist.

Shen Han took two steps back, and without waiting for Long Xiangtian to counterattack, he threw a punch like lightning. This punch collided with Long Xiangtian's fist, making a crisp sound of bones being bruised. The two men's faces changed color, and then they both took a few steps back. When their eyes met, they were all extremely shocked.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard, and Zhao Ziru's voice was heard: "What are you doing so late at night?"

Long Xiangtian naturally recognized that it was Zhao Ziru's figure. He could see light coming through the glass window. It was obvious that Zhao Ziru had turned on the light and wanted to come over to find out what was going on.

When Zhao Ziru walked onto the balcony, she only saw a shadow jumping down from a high altitude. She then looked at the railing that was broken by Long Xiangtian, frowned and stared at Shen Han.

Shen Han had no expression on his face, and he did not chase after Long Xiangtian who had escaped. He just said calmly, "Someone just broke in."

Zhao Ziru only saw a back figure, which was obviously familiar, but he knew clearly that Long Xiangtian was dead. He shook his head lightly and asked, "Who is it?"

Shen Han shook his head, because he didn't know Long Xiangtian's identity, so he could only shake his head. Then he walked into the villa without saying anything, and said, "It's late, go to bed."

Zhao Ziru stood on the balcony in a daze, looking at the desolate moonlight, and suddenly thought of Long Xiangtian. She sighed deeply and turned to go into the villa.

Long Xiangtian did not leave immediately, but hid in the dark not far from the villa, looking at Zhao Ziru's figure, looking up and sighing. The purpose of his coming was to see Zhao Ziru, but at the critical moment, Long Xiangtian suddenly realized the danger of doing so.

Shen Han is from the Yan family. He is only ranked fifth on the list, but he is already so difficult to deal with. If the news that Long Xiangtian is not dead gets out, I am afraid that Li Long will not hesitate to use all his strength to produce Long Xiangtian. If it really comes to this, Zhang Zhang will be in real danger. With his current strength, he is not sure he can deal with Shen Han, let alone an opponent who is more ferocious than him.

Long Xiangtian was not afraid of death, but he wanted to live to do more things, so at the critical moment he had no choice but to escape.

When Du Ruo saw Long Xiangtian, she saw his frustrated expression, and needless to say, she understood a little. After Long Xiangtian calmed down a little, she asked, "Did you run into Shen Han?"

Long Xiangtian looked up at Du Ruo and nodded, "Yes, we fought before, but his strength is indeed not weak."

Du Ruo was also from the Yan family, so she was naturally aware of Shen Han's strength. She was not surprised by this. She just looked at Long Xiangtian's expression and shook her head and said, "Hey, have you seen Zhao Ziru?"

Long Xiangtian nodded and said, "Yes." He was silent for a moment and then continued, "But she hasn't seen me yet."

Du Ruo breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried about Long Xiangtian and was thinking about what to do next. Since Long Xiangtian had not revealed his identity, the Yan family would not know that he was still alive. The crisis had not yet arrived, but they all knew that it was only a matter of time.