67: C67 Like a Dog

C67 Like a Dog

However, even with the warning from his spiritual sense, Lingchen had no way of avoiding it.

Because his body couldn't keep up.

Lingchen already saw the metal rod that was like a bolt of lightning coming at him. If he was hit by this pole, even if his body was strengthened, he would definitely faint from the hit.

Such an outcome.

Only one of his legs had been broken!

Can't lose both legs.

It was unintentional to kill him like that. He couldn't die, he couldn't die!

At this moment, Lingchen only had one thought in his mind. This thought filled his mind, he couldn't die.

"Move!"

The roar shook the nine heavens.

All of this happened in a split-second. Lingchen didn't have enough time to react, but he let out a roar in his heart. It was as if that ancient beast had awoken from its slumber.

His right hand shot up to protect his neck.

Bang!

The brown haired youth's iron rod hit Lingchen's arm and made a dull sound. His neck was blocked, but his arm was hit.

If it wasn't for Lingchen's enhanced body, his arm would have been broken and even his bones would have been broken.

However, this stick still made Lingchen's face turn pale.

Lingchen clenched his teeth and staggered back four or five steps.

His left hand tightly clutched the spot where his right hand had been hit. He clenched his white teeth, his face deathly pale, and cold sweat kept sliding down his face.

"Whoa, he actually blocked it."

As the brown-haired youth saw this, he was surprised. He playfully said, "Your reaction is quite good. I thought you wouldn't be able to stop me."

"Interesting."

Holding the steel rod, he walked closer to Lingchen step by step. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Lingchen covered his hands as he stared at the approaching brown-haired youth. His eyes started to turn red, but as the brown-haired youth approached, he still took two steps back.

"Swish ~ ~ ~"

Ka-cha! *

The brown-haired teenager's expression turned sinister. He suddenly swung the stick. The strength of the stick was the same as the one just now. With a whistling sound, it hit Lingchen's right hand.

This sudden swing.

It was a staff that was strong enough to break the wind!

"Hiss …"

Lingchen couldn't dodge at all. He watched as the rod ruthlessly hit his right hand and made a crisp sound.

He gritted his teeth and didn't scream out loud. The feeling of having his bones broken was heart-wrenching. The pain was like a tsunami that struck his soul. He felt like he was going to faint at any moment, but Lingchen managed to hold it in.0

Lingchen's entire body trembled.

He staggered back three or four steps before falling to his knees. Lowering his head, he tightly held onto the spot where his right hand had been cut off.

Cold sweat poured down his face like rain.

His clothes were soaked.

"Haha …"

Seeing this, the surrounding ten or so youths all smiled. Some of them even laughed.

"Serves him right. If he didn't resist, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

They said so.

The smile on his face was twisted and hideous.

In front of these people, Lingchen gritted his teeth and sweated like the rain. His left hand was tightly clutching his broken right hand.

The brown haired youth also laughed. He looked down at Lingchen with a face full of mockery, "Ai, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you're also like this, not even able to withstand a single blow."

"I thought I met an expert."

"So he's also a piece of trash, hahaha …"

The brown-haired youth laughed loudly.

The others also revealed a mocking smile. "Hahaha …"

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