Hmph.
Li Feng saw the glint of the blade coming at him, but he didn't dodge; instead, as he charged forward, one hand firmly grasped a chair from under the dining table nearby.
As his opponent drew the sword just opposite him, Li Feng exerted force from his waist and swung the chair in his hand like a meteor hammer, smashing it towards the ninja in front of him.
Damn.
It seemed as if ten thousand curses were running wild in the ninja's heart. His sword-wielding hand hesitated for a moment; the chair that Li Feng swung came too fast and too fiercely, crashing directly towards him.
Though it was late to describe, it happened fast.
In virtually a blink, the chair, carrying immense force, struck the ninja in front of him. With a loud bang, the violent impact shattered the chair and likewise, the ninja's body flew apart like the broken pieces.
