C600 A Hospitable Person
C600 A Hospitable Person
"I do need to use my true Taekwondo, not some unorthodox martial arts from China."
The speed was so fast that the surrounding people were unable to react.
Just now, Muscular Man had admitted defeat. This had already determined the outcome of the battle. Everyone also gave their approval of this match. Lin Fann had won.
The distance between the two was less than two meters. Coupled with Muscular Man's sudden action, it made the whole situation tense up.
"Lin Fann, go to hell."
With a ferocious look, Muscular Man laughed crazily.
He was doing it for this moment. The moment everyone let down their guard. The unorthodox techniques at the beginning were just to lay the groundwork. Now, it was time for the show to begin.
Bang!
A loud crash sounded, and Muscular Man's smile froze.
His [Storing Power] swept did not hit the target, and instead, his entire right leg was caught.
No matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail, and waves of intense pain spread from his calf.
"Xiao Guo, is this your true Taekwondo?" Grabbing Muscular Man's right leg, Lin Fann coldly snorted and said, "Such strength, it's worse than being an unorthodox expert."
"You're already dead, yet you're still pretending to be awesome."
With his right leg as the center of gravity, Muscular Man twisted his body and raised his left leg to kick Lin Fann's face.
A series of kicks was the quintessence of Taekwondo.
However, the scene where Lin Fann vomited blood did not appear. Gao Dazhi's left leg had also been caught.
Next, a strong wave of brute force landed on his chest, causing his blood and Qi to surge, and even his head to feel a wave of dizziness.
Lin Fann, who was grabbing Muscular Man's legs, directly smashed the body onto the ground.
Boom, boom, boom!
One wave was higher than the other. It took them dozens of times to stop.
Looking at Muscular Man, his entire body was in tatters and his arms, thighs and face were covered in blood.
Under the impact, he fainted on the spot.
Muscular Man couldn't understand why there was no effect at all from such a short distance.
The whole process happened in a mere ten seconds, and by the time everyone managed to react, it was already over.
"His fighting strength is explosive, his fighting strength is explosive!"
"This is what little Imperial Advisor deserves. He's clearly admitting defeat and yet he dares to act so shamelessly. Serves him right for getting beaten up."
"In the end, Lin Fann is still the best. He can still fight back at such a close distance, tsk tsk."
At the same time, everyone had a clear understanding of Lin Fann's strength.
No, it should be said that he had a clear understanding of the Dragon Tiger Fist Palace.
Awesome strength, moreover, it was no ordinary Awesome strength!
"Director Sun, send someone to carry this thing away, send it back to where it came from."
He waved to Sun Lianghu and ordered, "Don't let him say that our China is unkind. He means to give him a plane ticket home. Do you understand?"
"Understood." Sun Lianghu nodded immediately and sent someone to carry the unconscious Muscular Man away on a stretcher.
"Young Master Lin, let him go just like that?"
Zhang Haonan, who was beside him, made a gesture of cutting his neck: "This is letting go of the tiger and returns to the mountain. Leaving it behind would be a disaster."
"This isn't called releasing a tiger back to its mountain. This is called releasing a bug back to its nest." Lin Fann smirked and spread his hands. "Do you know why I gave him a plane ticket home? It's because I'm a hospitable person.
A hospitable person?
Zhang Haonian, who was confused, wanted to ask what happened, but he found that Lin Fann had already walked far away.
"Haonan, the little Imperial Advisor is crippled."