Chapter 677
One finger!
Li Hang used just one finger!
It blocked Zhang San's devastating-looking fist.
Zhang San's two eyes snapped open and his aura surged in vain!
"You kid dare to underestimate me!?"
Zhang San let out a roar of rage.
All the Qi released instantly contracted and coalesced in his fist!
"Eight Extremes Breaking Mountain Crash!"
This punch was already so fast that it was beyond the human eye.
It could not be seen!
Not even a shadow could be seen!
"Bare."
Yet the powerful punch was suddenly silent.
It felt as if one had intended to let out a loud booming fart.
He had been holding it in for a long time and his face was already red.
What came out was...
It was just a mosquito fart!
It turned out that Li Hang had used one more finger to block Zhang San's powerful blow!
Jaw-dropping!
Unbelievable!
Zhang San's eyes were wide open.
The hand he held in his fist was already trembling.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Zhang San let out a violent shout.
He threw successive punches at Li Hang.
But the loud and powerful punches were caught one by one by Li Hang.
For a moment.
All that could be seen was Li Hang's one finger, which kept flickering.
In the end, Li Hang's finger flicked slightly.
Zhang San was jolted backwards and forwards.
When Zhang San steadied his body, Li Hang spoke indifferently.
"Since you practice the Eight Extremes Fist."
"Then let me show you the real Eight Extremes Mountain Breaking Bash."
As he spoke, Li Hang struck the exact same pose as Zhang San had just done.
"Eight Extremes ......"
"Mountain Breaking Collapse!"
Sound out!
Shadows move!
"Whoosh!"
It was in the split second between Zhang San's upper eyelids blinking down and colliding with his lower eyelids.
Li Hang struck.
"Bang!"
"Click! Ka ka ka ka!"
Zhang San's right hand, starting from the knuckles of his fingers, all the way to his shoulder blades, shattered!
Zhang San's body retreated several steps.
Finally, with a "poof", he spurted out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
He looked at Li Hang in shock and disbelief.
Despite the broken bones in his right hand, Zhang San's gaze at Li Hang was not filled with hatred or anger.
There was only a strong sense of astonishment and horror!
"Why didn't you kill me?"
Zhang San knew that just now, Li Hang was fully capable of killing him with a single punch.
Li Hang's face was flat.
"As I said just now, you did something that made me feel comfortable, I will only waste one of your hands."
Zhang San could no longer feel the presence of his right hand in the slightest.
This right hand of his was considered to be completely ruined!
Zhang San stared straight at Li Hang, "How on earth did you train to do that?"
"Back then, my master didn't even manage to reach your level!"
The corner of Li Hang's mouth curled up, "If you want to know, I can teach you, but you have to promise me a request."
Zhang San was a martial artist.
What a martial artist cared most about was breaking through his own bottleneck.
Reaching his master's level, or even surpassing his master.
This was sort of a long-cherished wish that all disciples, wanted to achieve.
Zhang San looked at himself in his right hand and said with a sigh, "Unfortunately, my right hand is already ruined, so even if you tell me, it's useless."
"With your right hand ruined, there is still your left hand."
"You have been practising your right hand all these years, and have precisely neglected your left hand."
"If you follow the method I've told you, with your current condition and comprehension, you'll make a breakthrough in less than a year."
"Seriously!?" A glimmer of light flashed under Zhang San's eyes.
Li Hang's eyebrows twitched, "I'm not bored enough that I need to trick you."
"What conditions, you say?" Zhang San asked dryly.
"That lord he spoke of, who is he? Where is it?"
Chapter 678
When Li Hang opened his mouth to ask this question, Zhang San's eyes, obviously, flickered for a moment.
Zhang San was hesitating.
Struggling!
After a long moment, Zhang San said with a sigh, "I can't tell you!"
"Even if I did, it wouldn't do you any good."
"Although you are not weak, compared to the Lord, you are still just an ant in the mud!"
Those who practiced martial arts were very shafted.
Li Hang knew very well that it was obviously impossible to learn about this master from Zhang San's mouth.
He paused briefly, then said.
"In that case, then my condition will be changed to that you leave that master."
Zhang San smiled coldly: "Our organisation doesn't need waste."
"My right hand is already ruined, so even if I go back, it will be of no use."
"I will leave without you saying so."
Li Hang clapped his hands, "Very well."
After saying that, Li Hang walked quickly to Zhang San's side and whispered a few words.
While Li Hang was speaking, Zhang San's pupils were getting dilated.
In the end, it dawned on him.
Zhang San threw a look of immense gratitude at Li Hang.
"Thank you! I didn't expect that with a few simple words, you would have solved the difficult problem that has plagued our sect for decades!"
Zhang San looked at Li Hang with an astonished gaze.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Why do you have such a thorough understanding of the mysteries of our Eight Extremes Fist?"
Li Hang looked at Zhang San with a flat face, "Just as you said earlier."
"You don't want to tell me the secrets of the Lord, then I don't bother to talk to you any more."
Hearing these words, Zhang San cast a very complicated look at Li Hang.
He then stretched out his left hand and gave Li Hang a fist clasp "farewell" gesture.
With a twist, Zhang San quickly rushed out of the window, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared!
Now, only Li Hang and Hou Shuhao were left in the spacious living room.
The others had all been taken care of by Wang Xiaoqi and the others.
Li Hang approached towards Hou Shuhao step by step.
"Don't you come over!"
Hou Shuhao clenched his fists and took a stance to fight.
Looking at Hou Shuhao like this, Li Hang suddenly laughed.
"You dare to laugh at me!?"
"Sorry, I shouldn't laugh at you, but I just can't help it."
"I wonder how you, as a genius, are going to respond to this next?"
"If I'm not mistaken, Brad. Nicholas must have come to Tianmen not just to steal the formula of Oriental Beauty Cosmetics Ltd."
"He should have something more important to do."
"Now he's dead, and he died in your villa."
Li Hang pointed at Hou Shuhao: "He died because of you."
"You are responsible for this responsibility."
At those words, Hou Shuhao was horrified!
He was so nervous that he had forgotten the implications of this matter.
Now after Li Hang reminded him so much, Hou Shuhao finally reacted.
Hou Shuhao turned his head to look at Brad on the ground.
Brad's body was already cold!
Hou Shuhao was panicking!
Confused!
At this moment, the usual confident smile on his face had long since disappeared.
The spirited eyes had also become cloudy.
His arms and legs were even twitching uncontrollably.
Six minds were lost!
"Hey, genius, think hard again about what can be done to defuse this crisis in front of you, right?"
"If you can't think of one in ten minutes, your little life will be in jeopardy."
After saying that, Li Hang turned around and left.
"Li Hang, don't be complacent!"
Seeing this Li Hang leave, Hou Shuhao jumped up and reached out to point at Li Hang and shouted.
"I'm a genius!"
"I'm a genius that our Hou Clan can't meet for hundreds of years!"