Then I'll Let You See! (Third Update)

"... Who am I? Heh."

The young man dressed in Linen Combat Suit walked down from the second floor step by step.

"Mu Fan, no trace of the sixth person was found in the previous surveillance footage," Hei reminded him in his ear.

Mu Fan tapped his teeth lightly to indicate that he understood.

"Atwood, Combat Department Third Year." The man walked over while cracking his neck, the sound of his bones moving coming from within his body.

Over there, Feng Xin, who had been terrified by Mu Fan, screamed shrilly, "Boss, save me! This guy's a madman!"

This reminds me of the name that Feng Xin just shouted out.

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes. "One of the Combat Department Five Heavenly Kings —Thunderstorm?"

"That's just what they like to shout."

Atwood had reached the halfway point of the stairs. He pointed to the trembling woman in the corner and continued, "She's my woman. Your friend touched her."

"And then you injured my men."

"Therefore, I will make you even more miserable than Feng Xin..."

As soon as he uttered the last word, Atwood transformed into a violent whirlwind and charged forward, his arm cracking like a whip. This speed was completely different from Feng Xin's previous speed!

That kind of violence and ferocity made the hairs on Mu Fan's back stand on end.

This man has seen blood on his hands!

The stench of blood almost instantly filled my nostrils.

Mu Fan vanished from his spot in a single step, responding to attack with attack!

Positive Ion Direct Strike!

The powerful impact, like a cannonball, tore through the air.

Thump!

The two figures separated immediately upon contact.

Atwood's narrow eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty glint as he casually flicked his right hand.

Mu Fan also stepped back, swinging his arm.

The opponent... has such formidable power!

This was the first time Mu Fan had encountered someone of similar age whose strength could rival his own!

Moreover, the explosive speed and precise angle meant that his punch just now did not give him any advantage.

The opponent neutralized the follow-up attack from Mu Fan's Positive Ion Direct Strike.

Moreover, Mu Fan felt a dull ache in his finger bones.

An evenly matched opponent!

Is this the foundation of a top Federation academy?

Dingchuan Academy has two major departments: Mecha and Combat!

Compared to Kendo Club that originated from mixed martial arts, the predominantly female Fighting Club is definitely a small organization.

The two sides are ten times stronger!

Behind him was the fat man who was still unable to get up.

Therefore, no matter what, Mu Fan had to stand in front of the fat man.

Embedded in the wooden frame, Feng Xin looked at Mu Fan's increasingly cautious figure with a vengeful pleasure on his face.

This is his boss, Atwood!

Atwood, known as the Thunderstorm Heavenly King"!

The fat man, unable to move, looked at Feng Xin, who was holding his wrist with a sinister smile, and spat out a mouthful of blood, leaving a mark on Feng Xin's white shirt.

Feng Xin had no way to avoid it, and stared at the fat man with bloodshot eyes:

"You stupid fatso, I'm going to stomp you to death in a minute."

The fat man stared at Feng Xin through his swollen, slit-like eyes, still chuckling incoherently. "Your-mother-exploded, ptooey."

Another mouthful of bloody saliva.

Feng Xin's head was embedded in the wooden frame, so he couldn't fight back. The wooden frame covering both sides blocked his attack, and the blood foam he spat out was stopped halfway.

He could only watch in exasperation as the bruised and swollen fat man continued to insult him.

The girl who had been squatting there finally stood up, looked at the stern-faced Atwood, and said tremblingly, "I... I didn't do anything to wrong you, please let me go."

Atwood's eyes never left Mu Fan, and he simply said, "Stand there and don't move."

Then, out of the corner of his eye, the fat man saw Jin Ling standing there, not moving an inch.

Heh, Mu Fan was right, that bitch.

He felt a pang of despair, realizing that he had been fooled by such a clumsy trick.

They're completely blinded by greed; that woman is still putting on an act.

Jin Ling had no idea that the seemingly innocent chubby boy was already cursing himself a dozen times in his heart.

Atwood, who was more than ten centimeters taller than Mu Fan, clenched his fist and said in a tone that declared a fact, "No wonder he dared to stand up, but you'll be in even worse shape than him next."

After he finished speaking, Mu Fan saw the other person put the two Brass Knuckles on his left and right hands respectively, and then give him a sinister smile.

His figure instantly turned into a blur—

Violent Kill - Tiger's Claw!

Immovable as a mountain, swift as thunder!

When this astonishing move was unleashed, Mu Fan finally understood why he was called the Thunderstorm Heavenly King.

Mu Fan locked his eyes on the other person's path and his figure flickered.

Stone Piercing Fist!

He didn't see the faint smile on Atwood's lips as he looked down.

Just as the two figures were about to clash.

Atwood's speed suddenly doubled, and his half-extended fist pressed down and then hooked up!

This is truly the tiger's claw strike as swift as thunder!

When Mu Fan's rotating arm was still a fist's distance from the opponent's shoulder, the sudden gust of wind from the punch slammed into his own shoulder.

Four bloody holes appeared instantly, Mu Fan dodged sharply.

However, Atwood, whose speed suddenly increased, followed closely, his left palm sweeping across Mu Fan's neck with an incredible trajectory, like a gazelle's horns.

Violent Kill - Strike Tiger Whiskers!

If hit, the victim would likely be crippled or killed.

He unleashes a series of Killing Move!

Mu Fan's muscles tensed, causing his body to take another exaggerated backward step.

The training uniform on the chest was instantly torn, leaving four claw marks!

Mu Fan's center was now wide open. His face was filled with a bloodthirsty coldness as he clenched his fists together and then struck out in alternating motions, like a giant beast biting down.

Violent Kill - Sever Tiger Fang!

A fierce look appeared on Mu Fan's face. At that moment, he suddenly stopped and then slammed down.

Boom!

The heavy wooden chair behind him was instantly smashed to pieces.

Mu Fan rolled over amidst the broken wood, finally escaping the pursuer's clutches.

Atwood's forehead was steaming, and he looked as imposing as a warrior who had just fought a hungry tiger. He licked his lips and pursed his lips.

"I'll show you the difference between you and the upperclassmen, huh? My freshman Chuan Yi!"

Atwood no longer tried to hide his feelings, his tone shifting from indifference when he saw the training uniform to a natural one.

He knew Mu Fan's identity from the very beginning!

The best of the third-year students in the Combat Department, the more than two years of training at the top academy will make this kid realize that the gap is much bigger than he imagined!

This deal was made so easily.

but...

Even though the eight wounds on the boy's shoulders were gushing blood, and even though the four gruesome claw marks on his chest had torn the flesh apart, Mu Fan's eyes showed no fear or fluctuation.

Some... are simply indifferent!

Upon hearing Atwood's words, Mu Fan looked down at the wound on his chest with a blank expression. It was deep, almost reaching his ribs, and his torn training clothes were instantly soaked with blood.

Mu Fan lowered his eyes quietly.

Atwood's lips curled into a sneer as he opened his fists again.

"Let's see how you make up for the huge gap of two years in Dingchuan!!"

At this moment, Mu Fan suddenly raised his head, and a terrifying look appeared in his eyes.

Knock knock, knock knock.

The unseen heart suddenly shrank to a quarter of its original size at this moment, and then suddenly expanded, with the heartbeat speed increasing exponentially!

Mu Fan's eyes suddenly turned blood red!

The familiar scene resurfaced in his mind, and with his heart pounding at nearly 500 beats per minute, his blood was almost washing away the last shred of his reason.

"Our people are not afraid of death!"

"Everyone is born with dreams!"

" Under the Under the Starry Sky, you can go anywhere!"

"Isn't I the most ferocious beast of all!"

A maniacal smile appeared on Mu Fan's indifferent face, and the sound made everyone's Qi Blood boil.

"Then I'll show you!"

Boom!

The floor beneath Mu Fan's feet instantly shattered into a mist!

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P. S.: (I ran out of drafts on Dangdang. I finished the first two chapters at 4:30 AM, and then got up at 8 AM to go to work... It's really not that I intentionally wanted to stagnate, please understand.)

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