"Damn..."
"This kid's strength, how can it be this immense?"
Truthfully, if he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it!
The old Daoist, at this moment, also wore a brilliant and smug smile on his aged face. It seemed he hadn't found the right person in vain!
"Good, good..."
"Gu Lin, you're a Grandmaster, yet you're so easily defeated? Heh heh..."
"Or perhaps, after all these years, you can no longer wield a blade?"
"Old杂毛?"
"Not even my disciple can defeat you. You're truly pathetic!"
"Utterly trash!"
At this moment, the old Daoist was in high spirits, a radiant smile gracing his face.
He was quite pleased with himself.
Gu Lin's mind was also buzzing, his expression incredibly grim.
To be honest, he hadn't expected Chen Fan to be able to send him flying with a single palm strike.
*Hoo hoo...*
He took deep breaths, steadying his mind.
He refused to believe that he, an old hand, couldn't defeat a young man!
"Old man, I'm warning you, don't get too smug!"
"This is only the beginning!"
"Just a slight advantage, and you're already losing your bearings?"
"Isn't that laughable?"
A verbal sparring match ensued.
The old Daoist turned to Chen Fan and said, "Disciple, this old fellow's mouth is truly foul. Knock out his teeth!"
Chen Fan, with a blank expression, replied, "Too foul, I won't hit him!"
One had to admit, these two, back and forth, were driving the onlookers to the brink of explosion.
The old Daoist chuckled, hearing this, then nodded, "Hmm, hmm... you have a point. It would dirty your hands, so let's forget about it!"
"Just cripple him directly!"
His tone was very serious, giving the immediate impression that Gu Lin being crippled was a done deal.
*Hoo...*
At this moment, Gu Lin was practically bursting with anger.
"Old 杂毛, you little brat, do you really think I'm that weak?"
"Let me tell you, this confrontation has only just begun!"
"You two bastards, today I'll show you my true strength!"
"Come..."
Gu Lin was desperate now.
Or rather, more than just desperate.
His entire being was aflame with rage, like a fiery inferno capable of incinerating everything.
Seeing this, the old Daoist narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Give up. It's all just petty tricks, no comparison to my disciple!"
"Understand?"
"Old 杂毛..."
"Shut up!" Gu Lin roared again, suddenly drawing a large arc in the air with both arms, and then smashing his fists fiercely towards Chen Fan.
These fists were like hammer blows descending from the heavens, imbued with a magnificent, surging power.
The Gu family's renowned technique, Heaven-Shaking Fist!
One had to admit, these fists exuded a terrifying aura of immense power!
The old Daoist, seeing this, warned Chen Fan, "Disciple, this Gu family's Heaven-Shaking Fist possesses tremendous power. Do not confront it head-on..."
Before he could finish.
Chen Fan had already moved to meet the attack, his expression calm, "The name is quite grand, Heaven-Shaking? Go on, try and shake me!"
"In my opinion, even shaking me would be difficult!"
"Here's a punch for you, a dog's punch!"
A plain, unremarkable punch directly collided with Gu Lin's Heaven-Shaking Fist, instantly emitting a dull, piercing sound.
Accompanying it was a bone-cracking noise.
That's right, Gu Lin's arm was dislocated upon impact, exposing its terrifying white bone fragments...