"Do you don't understand human words?"

Jiang Lin was furious and rushed forward with a fierce look, saying, "Dispossess you, I'm enough to deal with you, I don't need the help of Alliance Leader Liu! As a monk at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, I don't think I can't compare to you! I'll kill you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lin rushed forward like an arrow.

He quickly rushed to the muscular man and punched the muscular man in the face.

"I'm very motivated, but unfortunately I'm too reckless." Liu Zhengyang commented secretly: "For a monk, anger is not a good emotion, because it will make people lose their minds and affect the performance of combat effectiveness. The battle in reality is different from the story, and it requires a calm heart to judge."

For monks, fighting is tantamount to a chess game.

Victory cannot be achieved with just a moment of intent.

The confrontation between fists and feet is itself a process of game.

Jiang Lin rushed forward like this, obviously trying to make the other party fight back.

As Liu Zhengyang thought, the muscular man noticed Jiang Lin's attack direction and punched without hesitation, which was equivalent to asking Jiang Lin to take the initiative to send his head to the muscular man's fist. If he was beaten strong by the other party, even Jiang Lin would probably be seriously injured.

However, just as Liu Zhengyang was considering whether to rescue him, the situation changed again.

Jiang Lin's toes were pressing hard on the ground, then he jumped over the muscular man's head with a fight, and then smashed his knees to attack the muscular man's Tianling Cap. He clearly copied the crocodile's moves and used them on the muscular man.

Liu Zhengyang said in surprise: "Yes, it's really perfectly imitating other people's attack rhythm, which is amazing. However, if you use this kind of move that you have never practiced before to attack others, the success rate will definitely be pitifully small, and that muscular man doesn't look so easy to be fooled."

Bang!

This thought flashed through Liu Zhengyang's mind, and Jiang Lin's knee had already hit the muscular man's head.

Then, the land under the muscle man's feet was made of tofu, and he swallowed the whole body of the muscle man.

Only the head is still exposed to the air.

Liu Zhengyang was a little stunned and said in disbelief: "Isn't that muscular man once defeated Jiang Yuan and the powerful men of the Jiang family? How could an existence of that level be easily defeated by such a move? Could it be that the cannon fodder that came out first to test it?"

Liu Zhengyang is now a little suspicious that muscular men are just servants and thugs.

The real tough character is still hidden and not showing up.

Jiang Lin probably had the same idea, and was looking at the muscular man with a dull look on his face.

He tentatively stepped on the muscular man's head with his feet and said in disbelief: "A strong man who can defeat my father should not be so bad, right? It seems that there is another person in the real strong man. You should call out your superiors as soon as possible, otherwise you will die."

However……

Rumble!

The muscular man who was originally trapped in the soil suddenly struggled, causing the soil around him to arch up.

His hands were pulled out of the soil as a result.
Chapter completed!