Compared to Wang Meng's fist, Lin Fan's palm was pale, delicate, and tiny, as though it belonged to a powerless infant!
Yet that seemingly incomparably weak hand effortlessly blocked Wang Meng's attack!
"Get lost!"
As the furious shout fell, Lin Fan raised his leg and kicked Wang Meng squarely in the chest. The latter's massive body shot backward like a cannonball, slamming viciously into the hotel wall over ten meters away!
Accompanied by a thunderous boom, the entire ground trembled several times!
The whole scene fell deathly silent. Dai Weisi's pupils shrank to pinpoints, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a fist inside!
He simply could not imagine that Lin Fan was actually this powerful!
Even Dai Na, who had appeared rather composed, now wore an expression of indescribable shock!
Although Wang Meng was somewhat weaker than him, he was still an eighty-fifth-level Soul Douluo. More importantly, his martial soul was the Mighty Brown Bear; in terms of strength, no one at the same level could rival him!
Yet he had been kicked flying by a teenager who looked barely more than ten years old!
"Why are you here!? Leave, now!"
At that moment, Zhu Zhuyun rushed out in a panic after hearing the commotion. When she saw Lin Fan and Zhu Zhuqing at the entrance, she hurriedly urged them to leave, her voice unable to conceal her anxiety and concern.
"Sister... who hit you!?"
Zhu Zhuqing immediately noticed the bright red handprint on Zhu Zhuyun's fair cheek, and an inexplicable stab of pain pierced her heart!
"Don't call me Sister. I don't have a sister like you. Take your man and leave at once!"
Zhu Zhuyun turned her head away, not daring to meet Zhu Zhuqing's gaze.
"Brat, I'll tear you apart alive!"
Boom!
A heaven-shaking roar