Abandoned Youth

C62 Chopping!



C62 Chopping!

"I've been involved."    

    

Lin Han said calmly.    

    

"Young Godly Doctor Lin, why are you here? Hurry up and leave." Hong Lieh turned around and saw Lin Han.    

    

He looked extremely anxious.    

    

"Young Godly Doctor, there's a big problem here today, hurry and hide."    

    

Tieh Niu said in a silly manner.    

    

However, Lin Han smiled.    

    

"I'm not saying that the next time I see you, the next thing I'll crush will not be your hand bone but your skull. It seems like you don't care about my words!"    

    

Lin Han suddenly said.    

    

Hong Duoduo's teary eyes looked at Lin Han with a trace of happiness.    

    

"You dog, my big brother is here today, so I must crush your four limbs."    

    

Looking at Lin Han, the hatred in Zhou Heilang's eyes intensified.    

    

How could he, Zhou Heilang, be this humiliated? Not only did he lose his Spirit Stone in terms of Auction, his hands were also crippled.    

    

"Black Wolf, you are also a piece of trash. This kid is so young, yet you actually lost?" Zhou Heihu squinted his eyes.    

    

Facing Zhou Heihu, Zhou Heilang could only lower his head and didn't dare to say much.    

    

"Young man, are you prepared to deal with an inner strength expert like Zhou Heihu?"    

    

The middle-aged man beside Hong Lieh, who was wearing a black training uniform and had been silent all this time, finally opened his mouth.    

    

"Master Fang, this Young Godly Doctor Lin isn't even a match for Zhou Heilang, and Tieh Niu can't even take a single move from him."    

    

Hong Lieh explained.    

    

"Nonsense, do you think this is playing house?" The training clothes man, Fang Kun, scolded Hong Lieh.    

    

Then, he spread out his forces and faced Zhou Heihu.    

    

"Young man, don't get too close. The destructive power of your Inner Strength Warrior is not something you can imagine."    

    

Fang Kun reminded Lin Han.    

    

Fang Kun did not care about what Hong Lieh said.    

    

Zhou Heilang was just an external force martial artist.    

    

There was definitely some element of luck in this young boy being able to defeat him.    

    

But, there was a world of difference between Inner Strength Warrior and strength.    

    

"Young Godly Doctor Lin, Master Fang is right, the Inner Strength Warrior is not something an ordinary person can imagine, don't try to be brave." Hong Lieh warned.    

    

"I reckon he is just a kid who doesn't even know what inner strength is!" "The so-called inner strength is a kind of steel that can break even fine metals. Young man, with your little arms and legs, when the time comes, it will be great."    

    

Fang Kun looked at the motionless Lin Han.    

    

It was as though he was teaching a lesson to a junior.    

    

"Cut the crap, Director Fang of the Jinling City and Thunder Dojo does have a bit of a reputation."    

    

Zhou Heihu pushed the round table towards Fang Kun with one hand.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Fang Kun sprinted forward and extended his palm.    

    

The round table that was as hard as iron suddenly stopped.    

    

Fang Kun withdrew his hand, but everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief.    

    

A palm imprint was unexpectedly indented into the surface of the iron wood table, revealing the fine lines on the palm.    

    

What a terrifying scene this was.    

    

"This is Inner Strength Warrior!"    

    

Tieh Niu gasped.    

    

Zhang Kuang and Zhou Heilang also had serious expressions.    

    

If this slap were to land on his flesh and blood, then his tendons and bones would definitely be broken and his flesh and blood would fly into the air.    

    

"With Grandmaster Fang here, I'm relieved."    

    

Hong Lieh also mumbled.    

    

In the end, the strong martial practitioners he had invited from Jinling to pay a hefty sum of money did not disappoint him.    

    

"Good timing, I haven't practiced in a long time."    

    

Zhou Heihu casually stood up from his chair.    

    

His entire person's aura was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain.    

    

"Arrogant!"    

    

Fang Kun shouted.    

    

Practice?    

    

Didn't these words say he was a target for Fang Kun?    

    

Boom!    

    

Fang Kun, who could not hold his anger anymore, leaped up and attacked Zhou Heihu with both his hands and feet.    

    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

    

The two sides fought back and forth. Not only was the teacup in the teahouse shattered by the strong wind, but the chair was also shattered into pieces.    

    

Even the iron pear wood table was torn apart.    

    

"This... This Inner Strength Warrior is too terrifying. "    

    

Tieh Niu, who was waiting for the copper bell and large eyes, innocently called out.    

    

"If he doesn't cultivate inner strength, he can't be counted as a warrior!" Hong Lieh shook his head and sighed.    

    

Bang!    

    

Zhou Heihu threw a punch and Fang Kun smashed into the wall like a kite with its string cut, blood trickling out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

"He's only at the initial level of inner strength, yet he dares to try his luck?"    

    

Zhou Heihu wiped his fist with disdain.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

These words caused Fang Kun to spit out a large mouthful of blood.    

    

"Mr. Hong, this Zhou Heihu is a martial artist who has reached the level of inner strength. My skills are not good enough!"    

    

Fang Kun's face was ashen.    

    

Seeing this scene, Hong Lieh swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he lost his soul.    

    

"Hahaha!" Hong Lieh, Master Hong, what other tricks do you have? "    

    

Zhou Heilang laughed out loud.    

    

To him, this revenge was too satisfying.    

    

"Hong Lieh, I'll help you keep your daughter!" This son-in-law, I have made up my mind. "    

    

Zhou Heilang caressed Hong Duoduo's pretty face with a charming smile.    

    

"I …" Hong Lieh suddenly stood up.    

    

However, he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Earlier, I was injured and triggered a hidden injury. If you continue to try and show off, no one will be able to save you." Lin Han patted Hong Lieh's shoulder.    

    

Hong Lieh still wanted to struggle.    

    

"I'll take care of it here."    

    

Lin Han looked at Zhou Heihu.    

    

"What are you pretending for? My brother will crush your bones inch by inch today."    

    

Zhou Heilang roared.    

    

Zhou Heihu also looked at Lin Han with interest: "Young man, are you really not afraid of death!"    

    

Lin Han slightly raised his eyebrows: "I warned your brother before, if we meet again, I will crush his skull."    

    

"Arrogant. It seems that you still don't know how powerful Inner Strength Warrior are."    

    

Zhou Heihu was too lazy to argue with Lin Han.    

    

"Ta, ta, ta!"    

    

However, Lin Han didn't seem to hear him.    

    

He approached Zhou Heilang step by step.    

    

"What is it?"    

    

Zhou Heihu's eyes widened. He never expected Lin Han to be so rude.    

    

A claw formed from a single hand clawed towards Lin Han's shoulder blade.    

    

Like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit.    

    

"I have a sword, peerlessly sharp, chop!"    

    

Lin Han's eyes narrowed and he pointed two fingers. The tips of his fingers were shining white like a sharp sword.    

    

It hacked down from above.    

    

CHI ~!    

    

Zhou Heihu's arms were cut off at the shoulders. As his arms fell off, blood spurted out.    

    

Not only that, the ground was cracked with a perfectly round and smooth crack line.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Accompanied by Zhou Heihu's scream.    

    

Everyone in the teahouse fell into a daze.    

    

"This... Is this an immortal art? "    

    

Tieh Niu muttered.    

    

Hong Lieh also looked at Lin Han as if he was looking at a god.    

    

This method had completely overturned his view of the world.    

    

Was this a martial artist's skill?    

    

He, Hong Lieh, had never seen one before.    

    

Wu … Martial Arts Master Stage, no … Impossible, my master is over fifty years old and has achieved Martial Arts Master Stage. In terms of Martial Spirit Hall, he can already be considered a genius. "How old are you!"    

    

The pale-faced Zhou Heihu covered the wound on his arm with an inconceivable look in his eyes.    

    

That move just now was obviously an outward release of force.    

    

Ordinary warriors had never seen Martial Arts Master Stage before, so they thought it was a miracle.    

    

But, he knew that this was a method of Martial Arts Master Stage.    

    

"Like I said, crushing your skull isn't a warning, it's a declaration of death."    

    

Lin Han's gaze turned towards Zhou Heilang.    

    


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