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Chapter 939

In this punch, the old man only used less than 30% of his strength.

Firstly, he wanted to test Fang Lin's abilities a little, and secondly, he really didn't want to kill him.

After all, not everyone in this world can become the apprentice of an earth-level warrior. The young man in front of him is indeed a rare and good talent.

A rare earth-level warrior took action, and instantly everyone's eyes were focused on him. They didn't even dare to blink for fear of missing some wonderful moment.

But the only thing that is the same is that everyone has the same idea in their hearts at the same time, that is, this kid is dead.

"Boom..." A loud noise that shook the eardrums exploded in everyone's ears. Countless stones scattered around like bullets. Everyone had to retreat quickly, but in the end, several people were accidentally injured.

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Fortunately, the old man did not kill him, so even if he was hit, he would only be bleeding, but his life would not be in danger.

What surprised the old man was that the scream that should have been made under his fist did not sound.

After being stunned for a moment, the old man quickly took a closer look. Where was the hole as big as a basin, where was Fang Lin's shadow?

"Boy, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, you have some small skills!"

Not only was he not angry, but a satisfied smile flashed across the corner of the old man's lips.

Sure enough, I was right. This guy does have some abilities. He is a good young man, capable of inheriting his legacy.

"Well, it's not bad.

However, your level is a bit unsatisfactory."

They are enemies anyway, and there will definitely be a life-and-death fight today. Fang Lin naturally doesn't mind directly angering the other party to death, which saves trouble.

Therefore, he sneered slightly disdainfully.

"Boy, you don't know that the sky is high and the sky is high. I only used less than 30% of the strength of the punch just now.

You can imagine that if I had added about 20% more, you would have died without a burial place."

Although he was indeed somewhat dissatisfied with Fang Lin's arrogance, it did not affect the old man's desire to accept him as his disciple, so his tone was slightly arrogant, but much calmer.

"Yeah?

Then you also have a taste of my fist."

No one was gathering around anymore, and Fang Lin's goal had been completely achieved, so he didn't intend to waste time with them anymore, and a faint sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lin immediately activated the golden elixir in his body. After gathering his vitality, he instantly dodged and struck the old man with his fist.

"Well done. Master will teach you the first lesson, which is how to respect your teacher."

The old man still didn't take it seriously, his body sank slightly, and he used 70% of his strength to punch directly in the face.

Just when the old man thought he was sure of victory, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat because a strong sense of oppression had completely forced his strength back.

By the time the old man realized that he had underestimated the enemy, it was already too late, and the force like the weight of Mount Tai had completely surrounded and crushed him.

Just like a child fighting with his full strength as an adult, the old man felt that his fist was completely weak.

The screams echoed in the valley for a long time. In the blink of an eye, the old man had received a heavy blow from Fang Lin, and he had completely lost consciousness before he even had time to regret.

If Fang Lin wanted to kill this old man at this time, it would be a piece of cake. However, he did not do so because this guy must have a certain status in the Zhu family and is currently the big shot closest to the core of the Zhu family.

"This..." "Killed an early earth-level warrior in one blow?

This...how is this possible?"

"Didn't this kid lie? Is he really a heaven-level warrior?"

"Is there such a young heaven-level warrior in the world?

Improbable, right?"

Witnessing the death of their boss in front of them, the Zhu family, who were outnumbered, not only did not step forward to seek revenge, but most of them were frightened by Fang Lin and kept retreating.

While most people were still in a state of confusion, some people had even begun to run away, rolling and crawling, only wishing that their parents had given them fewer legs.

"Damn, this is our own territory, why are so many of us afraid of him?

Some of them charged at me, and the rest fired."

Of course, there are also brave men. When he came to his senses, someone gave a command, and in an instant, more than ten people roared and raised their fists and rushed towards Fang Lin.

"Bang..." Countless gunshots also sounded in the panic, but Fang Lin still completely turned a blind eye.

With his ghost-like movement, just like a sickle cutting leeks, he beat everyone in the blink of an eye until they screamed all over the place.

In fact, Fang Lin didn't even think about dodging, because the body-protecting Qi was not a decoration.

"Hey, old man, stop pretending. I know best the force I used. I know you are awake now."

After almost three minutes, Fang Lin had basically figured out these little guys.

After simple exercise and breath adjustment, he walked slowly towards the old man and said in a gentle tone like he was meeting an old friend.

"Boy, don't be arrogant. Even if you are truly a heaven-level warrior, the Zhu family is not something you can afford to offend."

Seeing that he had been seen through, the old man stopped pretending to be dead and sat up directly, his expression extremely gloomy.

Although he was indeed not dead, the old man's body was in intense pain as if it were burning with fire.

But compared to this, full of fear occupies a more dominant position.

When Xun Ran strikes, he can also perfectly grasp the proportion and analyze the opponent's ability to withstand.

The old man really couldn't figure out how Fang Lin did it?

At least in his world, such a perverted person simply cannot and should not exist.

Compared with Fang Lin's terrifying skills, this didn't seem to be important, but the old man felt that this was even more terrifying, because this was simply not what human beings should have.

What frightened him was not difficult for Fang Lin. It was just a combination of clairvoyance and superb medicine.

"How will you know if you can afford it if you don't try?

But Zhu Chuan really doesn’t have any sense of morality, and he still hasn’t come to the rescue for so long.”

Fang Lin said very calmly.

"Haha...are you worthy of meeting our second young master?

Does your boy deserve it?

However, maybe you will be able to see it in tens or hundreds of years, but it will be another world by then."

Suddenly the old man looked like he was going crazy and threw his head back and laughed loudly.

There was no panic or loss on his face, but a sense of satisfaction.

Fang Lin already felt that something was not good, so he quickly used hypnosis to control him without even bothering to ask him.

"Where is Zhu Chuan?"

Fang Lin's face darkened and he said coldly.

"gone."

"gone?

Where did you go?"

"The Thirteen Mountains are directly connected to the Zhu family. The moment the rat demon was captured, he had already left."

"Then what's your next plan?

Why do you seem so sure of winning?"

Fang Lin asked seriously and eagerly.


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