722: C722 Force of One Finger

C722 Force of One Finger

Releasing their hands from their ears, Zeng Tianqi and Dai Ziya looked on in disbelief.

In front of the big bloke's fist, Lin Fann raised his index finger. The clearly impossible scene appeared in front of their eyes just like that.

"Brother Fann's strength, this is Brother Fann's strength."

The two practitioners, one tall and the other short, were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground.

They had experienced just how powerful the big bloke's fists were.

The two of them were simply unable to withstand it. Even if they could, they had no choice but to retreat.

However, not only did Lin Fann not dodge it, he blocked it head on with a finger?

In their eyes, this kind of strength was completely unfathomable. No, it should be said that his strength was invincible.

"Although your strength is great, it's all brute force."

His fingers bent and contracted a joint, then bounced off it like a spring.

The big bloke, who had been maintaining his punching posture a second ago, clearly felt a huge force returning his blow.

Before he could even figure out what was going on, he was sent flying backward. A sweet taste came from his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wow...

This... What kind of power was this?

Clutching his chest in pain, the big bloke's eyes were filled with shock. It was impossible to guess what this power was, or to say, to know.

Tap, tap, tap.

Walking step by step in front of the big guy, Lin Fann looked down and said, "Your chest should be very painful, right?"

"You … "You …"

The big bloke wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't speak.

It was as if there was a force obstructing him within his body, causing him to tremble in a trance.

Crackling.

Suddenly, there was the sound of beans exploding, and the force exploded.

"Hmm …" Wow...

He straightened his body and fainted.

"Your comrade's strength is a bit weaker. You should be stronger than him, right?"

Looking away from the big bloke, Lin Fann looked at the skinny foreigner who was scared silly, "It's your turn."

Bang, bang.

The thin man's legs went limp as he sat on the ground in shock. After witnessing Lin Fann's terrifying strength, all the confidence in his heart disappeared.

"You, you … "Me, me."

His words stuttered as he hurriedly slapped himself in the face. Only then did he speak a little more smoothly, "I'll scram myself …" "I'll scram myself …"

At this time, he didn't even have the mood to act cool. His teammates' full strength attacks were clearly a joke in front of him.0

No, not even a joke.

Gulp, gulp.

Scared out of his wits, the thin man threw himself to the ground and slowly rolled forward.

"You guys clean up here. Deal with whatever needs to be dealt with." Pointing at the big guy on the ground, Lin Fann instructed the practitioner, "In the future, we will recruit more students. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes."

Ye Zichen nodded and dragged the big bloke away.

"Sister, Lin Fann, he, he's too amazing, isn't he?"

Dai Ziya finally came back to her senses and patted her face. "It was like a movie just now. It ended all at once."

"He's not pretending. He's really amazing."

Nodding her head, Zeng Tianqi shared the same opinion. "Not only is he skilled in medicine, but he can also fight so well. Unbelievable."

"Once all these troubles are solved, it's your turn now." Looking back at Divine Doctor Wu, Lin Fann sneered, "Do you still have any helpers? Do you need to wait any longer?"

"Forest..." Young Master Lin, I... I was wrong. "

Divine Doctor Wu was so scared by Lin Fann's question that he kneeled to the ground and said, "I shouldn't be dirty, I shouldn't be disrespectful to you, I shouldn't …"

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