Han Sen's fists landed on the Feather's body. The Feather coughed up blood and groaned in pain.
The Feather's speed and power were not worse than Han Sen's, but his fighting skills and experience were lacking. He relied on his instincts to fight. He wasn't on the same level as Han Sen.
Suddenly, Han Sen threw a punch. The Feather dodged Han Sen's fist and punched Han Sen in the stomach. Han Sen was shocked.
The Feather's punch wasn't particularly strong, but it was something Han Sen had used before.
"Hurry up and finish him off," Old Cat shouted. "His talent is too strong, and he learns quickly. If this goes on, you will lose your advantage."
Han Sen dodged the punch and grabbed the Feather's arm. Then, he used his other elbow to strike the Feather's throat.
The Feather's throat was hit, and he raised his head and screamed in pain. Han Sen twisted his hand and twisted the Feather's arm behind his back. He grabbed the Feather's arm and used his other hand to hit the back of the Feather's head.
The Feather's arm was twisted, and he couldn't use any strength. He couldn't block Han Sen's attacks, and he coughed up blood.
Katcha!
The Feather twisted his body, ignoring the arm. He was now facing Han Sen, and his arm was dislocated.
But the Feather acted as if nothing had happened. It continued to charge at Han Sen, looking extremely ferocious.
Han Sen turned around and dodged the Feather's head. He grabbed the Feather's neck and put his head under his armpit. Then, he used his knee to hit the Feather's chest.
Pang!
The knee hit the Feather's chest, and it sounded like a drum. Han Sen hit the Feather four or five times, and then he heard the sound of bones breaking. The Feather's sternum caved in.
The Feather kept coughing up blood and roaring. He grabbed Han Sen's leg and opened his mouth to bite down. His white teeth bit through the leg armor and into the flesh. If Han Sen hadn't reacted fast enough and twisted the Feather's neck, he would have bitten through the bone.
Han Sen gritted his teeth and twisted the Feather's neck. He twisted the Feather's neck so that his face was facing the Feather's back.
But the Feather smiled at Han Sen. His mouth was full of blood, and he looked scary. Then, he grabbed Han Sen's arm and twisted it. He was using the same technique Han Sen had used to control Han Sen.
"Using my skills against me? You are too naïve."
Han Sen brought his elbow down on the Feather's twisted face. Blood splattered everywhere, and the Feather's face caved in. The Feather was sent crashing into the ground, creating a giant crater.
Han Sen's body was like a meteor as he fell. His knee hit the Feather's throat, and there was a katcha sound. The Feather's neck was broken.
The Feather's head dropped to one side. It looked like it had lost its support, but it didn't die. It roared and tried to grab Han Sen.
Han Sen's body flashed, and he kept punching and kicking the Feather. The Feather's body was distorted, and it didn't look human anymore. But it wasn't killed. It was unbelievable how strong its lifeforce was.
"F * ck! Why can't this thing be killed?" Han Sen couldn't help but shout.
Old Cat, who was not far away, said, "The Feather's body has no weaknesses. Tear its body apart. There is no other way."
"In that case, you can die." Han Sen's punches became even more violent.
The Feather's limbs and chest were all broken by Han Sen. The Feather's head was deformed. Even so, the Feather didn't die. It still had a lot of power.
Slash!
A white wing covered in blood was torn off by Han Sen. The Feather screamed like a beast.
Han Sen saw the Feather in pain, and he didn't seem to care. He reached out his hand and grabbed the other wing.
Han Sen punched it a few more times. After breaking the bones, he tore the other wing off.
The Feather tried to grab Han Sen, but Han Sen kicked it away. Han Sen rushed forward and kept on punching the Feather.
"Aru! Aru!" Han Sen couldn't help but imitate Xie Qing King as he punched. He felt as if his punches were faster and harder than before.
Pang!
He kept on punching the Feather's neck. After a few thousand punches, the Feather's neck was broken. Han Sen tore the Feather's head off.
The headless body leaped towards Han Sen. The head opened its mouth and tried to bite Han Sen's neck. It was incredibly ferocious.
"F * ck you!"
Han Sen kicked the Feather's body away. He grabbed the head with one hand and clenched his other hand into a fist. He kept on punching it.
Blood was everywhere, and bones were broken.
Han Sen kept on punching the Feather's head until it exploded. Red and white matter splattered all over Han Sen.
The Feather's headless body came for him again. Han Sen's eyes burned, and he used his fists to fight back.
The violent power continued to bombard the body until it was torn apart. Only after the internal organs were blasted apart did the body finally stop moving.
Han Sen wiped the blood from his face and sat down on the ground. He gasped for air, and he didn't feel it before, but now he felt weak.
It was the first time Han Sen had hit someone so hard that his hands and feet felt weak.
"Old Cat, where did this guy come from?"
Han Sen looked at Old Cat as he spoke. Old Cat was sneaking up to the body, and he was reaching out his paws to pick up something.
Han Sen didn't care that he was tired. He jumped up and stood in front of Old Cat. He licked his lips and said, "Old Cat, this is not very nice of you.
You didn't do anything before, and now you want to take advantage of me? "
Old Cat smiled awkwardly and said, "I was afraid you wouldn't know, so I decided to help you see if there was anything valuable."
"What did you see?" Han Sen looked at Old Cat and asked.
"I think this bone is pretty good. It would be great to make soup with." Old Cat gave him a thumbs-up.
Han Sen wasn't going to believe such a clumsy lie. He looked at the pile of corpses and squatted down to examine them.
"Just now, Old Cat probably wanted to extend his claws in this direction. What's over here?"
Han Sen thought to himself. He looked over and saw broken organs, blood, broken bones, and rotten flesh. It was a disgusting sight.
Fortunately, Han Sen wasn't a clean freak. He reached out and flipped over the organs, bones, and flesh. He touched the blood for a while, and suddenly, Han Sen felt as if he had touched something in the blood. It felt different from the flesh and bones.