nagpurpolice Chapter 34 Fierce Battle
Chapter 34 Fierce Battle
"This disciple token was obtained by my second brother and me after going through countless hardships; I'm not giving it away!"
Chen Hongzhi roared at Chen Dingkun.
"Not going to deliver it? You're my son, I'm telling you to deliver it, so you have to!"
Chen Dingkun also lost his temper. He strode up to Chen Hongzhi, stretched out his hand, and said with a grim expression, "Give it to me!"
Chen Hongzhi quickly retrieved the token and hid it behind his back. "No!"
"Fourth brother!"
"Chen Hongzhi!"
Chen Dingkun's face flushed red as he forcibly suppressed his anger. "Don't force me to beat you up!"
"Then go ahead and hit me!"
Chen Hongzhi, his stubbornness rising, retorted, "Dad, you're actually going to beat up your own son for an outsider? If word gets out, people will laugh their heads off."
"Layman Chen".
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Fan Li walked over to Chen Dingkun and said, "Layman Chen, since he is unwilling to give it, then I will take it myself. After all, you are his father."
Fan Li emphasized the word "father," and Chen Dingkun's expression softened slightly.
He understood what Fanli meant, sighed, and said, "Alright, my unfilial son will have to trouble you, Master."
"What kind of bullshit master are you? You're just a charlatan from who-knows-where, daring to bewitch my dad like this! I'll beat you to death!"
Chen Hongzhi handed the token to Chen Hongming and threw a punch.
Brahma remained unmoved.
The fist struck Fan Li's abdomen, but the force seemed to be absorbed by something.
"For the first punch," Fan Li said with a smile, "I'll give you three moves out of respect for Layman Chen."
"Such arrogance! I'll beat you to death!"
Chen Hongzhi leaped up and swept his right leg horizontally.
The wind whistled.
The kick landed right next to Fan Li's ear.
But he didn't even tilt his head.
"You have one last chance for your second move."
"You old fool, you fake monk and real liar, go to hell!"
Chen Hongzhi's anger erupted, and after landing, he charged forward again, using the momentum to reach Fan Li.
"Die!"
This punch, which used all of Chen Hongzhi's strength, landed on Fan Li.
Fanli, however, did not react at all.
No, he reacted.
"That's three moves."
Fan Li reached out and placed his fingers on Chen Hongzhi's wrist. Without any apparent force, Chen Hongzhi was immediately thrown to the side.
He was thrown three meters away and landed heavily.
Fan Li dusted his hands off and looked at Chen Hongming. "I only need one token."
Chen Hongming's expression was complicated.
He glanced at Chen Hongzhi on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and struggled to get up.
He glanced at Chen Dingkun, who had taken a few steps back, then turned his head away, deciding to avoid seeing him and getting annoyed.
Then, he looked at Fan Li in front of him and spoke resolutely.
"No!"
"Oh?"
Fan Li glanced back at Chen Dingkun, seemingly surprised that all the sons he had raised had the same personality.
act recklessly.
"Looks like you'd like to try my kung fu too."
As they were talking.
Fan Li extended his right hand, palm facing upwards, and thrust it straight at Chen Hongming.
Chen Hongming stepped back.
Fan Li persisted, drifting like the wind to Chen Hongming's front, his fingertip touching Chen Hongming's chest.
Chen Hongming's eyes suddenly widened.
He was tall and imposing, but he was completely unable to withstand Fan Li's attack.
He was thrown backward more than ten meters before landing on the ground.
thump.
Fanli dusted his hands off, "Why bother? You could have suffered less, but you insisted on being brave for a moment."
"Mr. Chen, your two sons, tsk tsk."
Brahma stepped forward.
He had just seen Chen Hongzhi hand the token to Chen Hongming, who then put it into his pocket.
One step, two steps.
Just as he was about to take his third step, a figure stood in front of him.
Lu Lin.
Fan Li couldn't help but want to clap, no, he really did clap.
"Good, good, good. It's rare to meet even one person like this normally, but we've encountered three in a row today."
"Your name is Lu Lin, right? You're just a sparring partner. You don't actually think your lousy Golden Bell Shield can stop me, do you?"
"Give it a try."
Lu Lin gripped the fire hook tightly.
At this moment, the distance is too close to use the second move of the Nine-Spinning Slash.
Then let's test the true defensive effectiveness of my Dragon Tiger Golden Bell Shield.
"Okay, let's give it a try."
Fan Li didn't care about Lu Lin's obstruction, just as a human wouldn't care about an ant.
He didn't even bother to make a move, and just kept moving forward.
boom.
Fan Li's shoulder bumped into Lu Lin's shoulder.
Neither of them moved.
"what?"
Fan Li was surprised, for he practiced the authentic Buddhist technique "Vajra Power," which gave him a strong physical body and incredible strength.
It can be described as invincible among its peers.
However, despite his peak Bone Refining strength, he was able to hold his own against Lu Lin, a mere sparring partner... or rather, he was evenly matched.
Brahma moves.
Lu Linjing.
In the end, it was Fanli who benefited.
How strong is Lu Lin's power?!
Fan Li became interested. He took a step back and stomped his feet hard on the floor tiles. The tiles did not break, but instead sank a little.
This is a sign that power has been condensed to its extreme.
If the force is dispersed, it will only cause the floor tiles to crack.
boom.
The two collided again.
Lu Lin remained motionless.
Fanli took a half step back.
"Um?"
Fan Li stared at Lu Lin's face, but glanced at Lu Lin's feet out of the corner of his eye.
At this moment, the paving stones beneath Lu Lin's feet were neither cracked nor collapsed.
This is... what Master said, there are several levels of power control.
The first level is to handle heavy tasks with ease.
Just like Fan Li, who used tremendous force but only left slight marks on the floor tiles, which were not noticeable unless observed carefully.
The second level is to treat light matters as heavy ones.
Wielding a single embroidery needle, one can unleash the power of a golden cudgel. Using a fan, one can stir up flying sand and dust.
At this level, even lifting a thousand-pound iron cauldron is as easy as walking barefoot on the road, without making a sound.
The master said that the third level was impossible for ordinary people to reach.
Only those who have mastered martial arts to the highest level can reach this realm.
Flies do not land, rain does not fall, and snow falls heavily.
Such a person, even in death, will have a body that remains intact for a thousand years, decaying but not rotting, decaying but not decaying, decaying but not empty.
Legend has it that only a few eminent Buddhist monks could reach such a level.
The Lu Lin in front of me is even better at using strength than I am. Is this guy really just a sparring partner?
"Amitabha, Benefactor Lu Lin's physical body is indeed powerful; this humble monk is no match for him."
"However, this humble monk has a monk's knife. I wonder if Benefactor Lu Lin can handle it."
Fan Li glanced at the fire hook in Lu Lin's hand, but paid it no mind.
That thing isn't even considered a weapon.
"Give it a try!"
Lu Lin gripped the fire hook tightly, his gaze fixed on Fan Li.
Suddenly, Fanli moved.
He moved with lightning speed, and the dagger in his hand vanished into thin air in the night.
But the knife cannot disappear.
It's just that my eyes can't keep up.
"kill!"
Lu Lin let out a low shout and shot forward.
He instantly appeared in front of Fan Li, his fire hook showing no mercy as he stabbed straight for Fan Li's left eye.
"you……"
Fan Li was shocked and quickly changed his move to block.
Ding.
A melodious sound rang out, and Fan Li was forced back.
Lu Lin pressed his advantage, increasing his speed dramatically as he charged towards Fan Li once more.