161: C161 Mantis Fist

C161 Mantis Fist

Hm? This kid?

The move Lin Fann showed made Da Mao furrow his brows. There was no disdain on his face. Instead, there was an extra heaviness on his face.

The layman watched the commotion while the expert watched the flow.

That knife was thrown by Da Mao just now. In order to achieve the effect of deterrence and prevent Lin Fann from fighting Jin Dabiao, Liu Tie used eight layers of power.

The tip of the blade cut into the floor, and half of the blade sank into the ground.

The kid easily picked up the knife and broke it in two.

This power isn't simple.

This kid is not simple.

"Brat, you don't deserve a beating, right? I said I won't kill nameless people."

Hearing that Lin Fann actually registered as a nameless person, Er Mao shouted angrily: "You don't want to say it, right? Fine, I'll pry open your mouth to see if you want to say it."

"Er Mao, come back."

After stopping Hairy # 2, Da Mao frowned: "You are not his match."

"Senior Brother, what did you say?"

Unbelievably, Hairy # 2 opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Senior Brother, you know my strength. So far, other than you, no one else has been able to defeat me."

"There's something strange about this kid, his strength isn't weak."

Looking at Lin Fann, who was as calm as water, Da Mao felt a little uneasy.

Wasn't this kid too calm?

"Senior Martial Brother, don't worry. I can take care of this kid in a few minutes."

Er Mao completely ignored Da Mao's words. He walked over to Lin Fann and said, "Brat, you've successfully angered me."

"And then, you want to kill me?"

Seeing Hairy # 2's arrogant face, Lin Fann joked, "Actually, I think you should listen to your Senior Brother."

"Hmph, looking at you, I'll do it in minutes."

Hairy # 2 curled his lips in disdain and placed his hands in a position that indicated he was ready to attack.

"Under my Mantis Fist, brat, you can only die."

Mantis Fist?

Seeing Hairy # 2's posture, Lin Fann's eyes lit up: "He really knows how to practice, and he knows how to use external techniques?"

"Brat, you should be happy, but either my Mantis Fist will not make a move, or else it will definitely make a move."

With a move of his hands, Hairy # 2 sneered, "You can die under my Mantis Fist, this is your luck."

"Mantis Fist, it sounds very powerful. Make your move."

Nodding his head, Lin Fann also took a fighting stance: "I'm very curious, just how powerful is your Mantis Fist?"

Ever since he went up the mountain to practice, Lin Fann had only come in contact with orthodox martial arts. He had heard of, but not seen, external techniques. Now that he could see them, of course he couldn't miss it.2

"Damn it, you're courting death."

Hearing the disdain in Lin Fann's words, Hairy # 2 pounced towards him.

From afar, Hairy # 2 looked like a mantis. Ye Zichen raised his arms like two sickles and hooked them towards Lin Fann's face.

Since he didn't dodge, Lin Fann chose to directly block it.

He wanted to test the might of the Mantis Fist. He wanted to know how strong the external force was.

"You overestimate yourself. Kid, you should die."

Seeing that Lin Fann actually did not dodge, and instead went up to him, Hairy # 2 sneered in disdain.

His Mantis Fist was famous, it was called Sickle Blood Extraction.

As long as this move was used, no matter who the opponent was, they would definitely be killed.

Lin Fann actually dared to block his scythe and draw blood. He clearly thought that he had lived too long.

"A little bit of strength. I almost got injured."

Sensing the power contained within Hairy # 2's attack, Lin Fann smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad at all. Let's do it again."

You, are you alright?

Hairy # 2 looked at Lin Fann, who was completely unharmed, and was stunned. "Impossible, you must have been faking it. That's right, you must have been faking it."

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