65: C65 Taunt

C65 Taunt

At this moment, Lingchen turned at the front.

"I'll go up and take a look."

A young man with dyed yellow hair said and walked over first. He wanted to see where Lingchen was going, but when he turned around, he saw a fist coming straight at him.

It was Lingchen!

Lingchen stopped right after turning around. He gathered his power and waited for this person to appear.

His left foot exerted strength. His right foot took a big stride, his right hand clenched into a fist and punched out, striking the yellow-haired youth's chest.

Even if his reaction was fast.

However, he could not avoid this sudden punch.

Ka-cha.

A crisp sound came from his chest. It was the sound of a broken rib.

"Ah!

Accompanying the sound of his ribs breaking was the young man's miserable scream. His entire body flew backward, his body flew a meter away before crashing heavily onto the ground and rolling twice.

I can't get back up.

He was actually knocked unconscious by Lingchen's punch.

Lingchen looked at his fist and was happy: "This can be said to be tremendous power."

Even if he did not cultivate and only ate the Foundation Establishment Fruit, how terrifying would his strength be when he reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage? And after he started cultivating? How terrifying would the power be?

"I'm afraid even the fist king cannot withstand one of his punches!"

Thinking of this, Lingchen was looking forward to the day when he would start his formal training. However, the most important thing for him now was to defeat the remaining fourteen people.

"You are not simple."

Seeing the yellow-haired youth sent flying with a single punch, their eyes narrowed.

"When did you find us?" someone asked.

"At the beginning." Lingchen said.

He did not lie. Lingchen received a message from the system the moment their plan was formed. He already knew about it from the beginning of the plan.

"Do you think we're stupid?"

They sneered.

Looking at the unconscious youth, they said without a care, "We admit that we've underestimated you. However, the times are different now."

"Putting aside the fact that two fists cannot fight four hands, we still have fourteen people."

"Let's say that this era is the weapon era, not the fist formed from flesh and blood."

As the sound of his voice faded …

With a wave of their hands, a corner of their coats flew up, revealing the weapons they wore at their waists.

Steel tube, watermelon knife.2

"Don't be afraid, we don't want your life. We only want your legs."

"If you don't resist, you won't suffer any other pain. If you still resist with your fist, we don't know if you will be able to keep your hands and feet together."

The brown-haired youth said.

"I have a weapon as well."

Lingchen reached behind him and took out the watermelon knife from the warehouse. Then, he held the knife in front of him and looked at the fourteen people in front of him.

This would be his first battle.

"You actually brought a blade with you, but it's useless. Even if you have innate strength, we have the advantage in numbers." The brown-haired youth said without a care.

He looked at Lingchen as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Enough nonsense."

He waved his hand and rushed towards Lingchen. At the same time, he shouted, "Attack together, cut off his legs!"

Lingchen squinted his eyes as all the muscles on his body tensed up.

"Ha!"

The brown haired youth shouted and slashed at Lingchen's hand with the watermelon knife in his hand. The speed was so fast that people could only see a flash of cold light as if the air was cut open.

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