1631: C1631 No Matter How Sinister and Cunning He Was It Was Useless

C1631 No Matter How Sinister and Cunning He Was It Was Useless

chapter 1631. - It's useless no matter how cunning you are.

Just as Hu Xiaolin was thinking about what benefits he could get from catching Zhang Xing and the other two, he was thinking about what benefits he could get from his father.

With a bang, his four followers flew out at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, they all covered their stomachs, foaming at the mouth, their bodies twitching and lying on the ground, rolling their eyes.

Hu Xiaolin was stunned.

What was going on?

When he saw Zhang Xing, he still had that faint and hateful smile on his face. It didn't seem like they were the ones who did it.

But there was no one else around them.

Then, it was either one of the three Homo sapiens, or they attacked at the same time.

"Alright! You still dare to be arrogant in my territory? Wait for me to personally capture you all!"

Hu Xiaolin didn't think too much about it. He moved his body and attacked Zhang Xing.

"Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!"

"Tiger Roar Forest!"

... "Soaring Dragon Tiger Throw!"

His family heirloom, fierce Tiger Fist, executed three moves in a row, twenty-seven moves, appearing in front of Zhang Xing in a magnificent manner like a storm.

Hu Xiaolin had relied on these three moves and 27 moves to establish his position in the top three of the orc's younger generation.

He attacked fiercely along the way. It was truly a carefree fight.

But very quickly, he realized that it seemed like he was practicing his fist technique.

Why couldn't he hit that Homo sapiens kid?

But, no matter if it was in terms of speed or strength, each of his punches was extremely ferocious.

Every time, he would hit the Homo sapiens by a hair's breadth.

Once or twice, his opponent was lucky enough to dodge it, but it seemed like he had almost used up all twenty-seven moves, and he still could not even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.

This meant that his opponent's strength was far greater than his.

Furthermore, his opponent had not even retaliated with a single move.

Looking at Zhang Xing's calm and composed attitude, Hu Xiaolin was even more certain of his guess.

However, he wasn't as reckless as he seemed on the surface.

He rolled his eyes and calculated in his mind.

Swish!

Hu Xiaolin withdrew his attack, cupped his fists and laughed.

"Brother is indeed extraordinary. I was just joking with you just now.

You wouldn't mind, would you?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward and pretended to be very enthusiastic as he spoke to Zhang Xing.

"How could I mind? But your boxing is too lousy. Who taught you this?"

Zhang Xing shook his head and said with a regretful expression.

My boxing is rotten? This was a family heirloom technique, of course it was taught by his father.

After being belittled by Zhang Xing, he felt somewhat unhappy in his heart.

However, he didn't show it on his face.

"Brother, my family background is average. How could I have such a profound cultivation technique, the Martial Skills?

I bought this at a very high price in the auction house."

Hu Xiaolin said and took another step forward.

At this moment, he was only one step away from Zhang Xing.

With his height of more than two meters, if he suddenly attacked, he would definitely be able to take Zhang Xing down.

Hu Xiaolin and the younger generation did not have much to pay attention to.

They usually fought like this too.

As long as it was a way to win, there was no taboo.

But what method could be used to achieve the best effect?

Hu Xiaolin quickly analyzed the current position and the time to strike.

It was still best to use the Eighteen Great Grappling in the Tiger Fist.

First, remove this person's shoulders, causing him to lose half of his combat ability.

Then, remove his cervical vertebrae, causing his head to lose its support.

Finally, he would carry him back to the city to receive his reward...

A perfect plan was quickly formed.

Just as Zhang Xing was shaking his head and the cephalo- was leaning towards the right.

Hu Xiaolin thought that the time had come.

He quickly attacked.

Pak pak pak!

The large grappling hand continuously brushed past Zhang Xing's arm and neck.

The perfect execution of the plan was simply too easy. It was a piece of cake!

Hu Xiaolin revealed a wicked smile as if his plot had succeeded.

But in the next moment, Zhang Xing patted his shoulder as he moved the Neck.

"En! The massage technique was not bad, it felt quite comfortable.1

Your father taught you?"

Hu Xiaolin was stunned. He opened his macrostomia and was dumbfounded.

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