Tian Jianlong was stunned by Lin Zhe's kick.
He lay flat on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.
His mind raced.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing...
The lackeys who had come with Tian Jianlong were a little stunned too.
Brother Long had just been knocked out like that?
"You little punk, you dare fight back! Get him!"
The lackey closest to Tian Jianlong shouted when he saw him hurt, calling for everyone to attack together.
Can't beat you one-on-one? Then we'll gang up on you!
None of us are martial artists. It's all about numbers. Who cares about martial honor?
Whoosh!
Four lackeys answered the call and attacked Lin Zhe.
Some threw punches, some kicked, and one circled behind him.
At that moment, they demonstrated exactly what strength in numbers meant.
Even if you can fight, we can overwhelm you with numbers!
Real life isn't a movie!
Even if Xiang Zuo showed up today, he'd have to take two slaps before leaving.
One from someone else, and one from himself.
However...
The lackeys had clearly overestimated their abilities and underestimated Lin Zhe's strength.
Even before receiving the quest reward of 100 proficiency points, Lin Zhe had already been able to take on a dozen people alone.
After gaining those 100 proficiency points, his Wing Chun had become more polished, and his strength had risen another notch.
He really didn't think much of the few thugs before him.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Lin Zhe darted and dodged, striking with fists and feet, and ended the fight in less than five seconds.
"Ow..."
"Ow..."
"My back..."
Tian Jianlong's four lackeys joined him on the ground, all wailing nonstop.
Learning Basic Wing Chun hadn't increased Lin Zhe's physical strength. He still had the strength of an ordinary