Bai Weiwei's kick was fierce, the sound of wind it generated was piercing, like a swung iron hamr, making those who saw it feel unsettled!
However, Sato Muzai watched the incoming kick without any fear, instead he wore a wicked grin: "Decent skills, but unfortunately, you're still too weak!"
As he spoke, Sato Muzai's other hand shot out like lightning, and with a "slap" sound, he precisely grabbed Bai Weiwei's ankle, causing her expression to change instantly.
Then, using great force, Sato Muzai swung his arms, causing Bai Weiwei to fly backward like a kite with a broken string. Fortunately, Bai Weiwei's skills were solid; she supported herself with her arms upon landing and didn't crash to the ground!
"Kill!"
Sato Muzai roared again, his feet moved as if stepping on a whirlwind, charging once more towards Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei's expression tensed. How could she hesitate? She perford a sweeping leg kick, but such a small trick was nothing to Sato Muzai. He dodged it with a gentle step and struck a whip kick rcilessly towards Bai Weiwei's chest!
Bai Weiwei quickly executed a backflip to evade, but seeing this, the corners of Sato Muzai's mouth curled into a strange smirk. With a sudden stride, before Bai Weiwei landed, he had already appeared in front of her.
A "whoosh" accompanied by a palm strike!
Sato Muzai's palm strike ca out of nowhere, fast and ruthless. Bai Weiwei had not yet landed and had no chance to dodge; she could only crash into it with her arms.
Bang~
A dull sound echoed!
Bai Weiwei felt a sharpness in her throat, almost spitting out blood. Her delicate body retreated like a kite with a broken string, finally stopping at the edge of the arena!
"Hehe! Little beauty, now do you realize my power?" Sato Muzai looked at Bai Weiwei with a lecherous grin.
"Bastard! You're courting death!" Bai Weiwei shouted angrily, her captivating face filled with a greenish tint!
"Looks like you won't understand what true masculinity is until I teach you a real lesson, hehe, little beauty, once you lose to , I'll show you what a real man is capable of!" Sato Muzai continued his lecherous grin.
Whoosh~
Just then, the sound of a gust of wind arose as Sato Muzai struck again. Compared to before, his speed had suddenly increased significantly, a completely different level, as if a small witch had t a great witch.
Seeing this, Lin Fan's eyes narrowed sharply; it seed Sato Muzai had been hiding his true strength all along, only now revealing it fully!
"Bai Weiwei is in danger!"
Lin Fan thought to himself, cautiously keeping an eye on the arena, ready to rescue at any mont!
Bai Weiwei's face turned grim watching Sato Muzai's sudden surge in speed. Before she could react, he was already in front of her. How could she hesitate? She clenched her teeth and quickly threw a punch.
Bang~
The two fists collided, instantly creating a muffled explosion!
However, Bai Weiwei's punch was still at a disadvantage, being knocked back by Sato Muzai. But before she could land, Sato Muzai flashed to her left side, his hand turned into a knife-hand, rcilessly slicing towards her chest!
The attack was too sudden, too fast, leaving Bai Weiwei no ti to react. As she instinctively prepared to counter, the knife-hand neared her chest, the cutting wind hitting her chest making it feel icy. If struck, the consequences would be dire!
"Little beauty, don't bla for being ruthless. Tonight, I'll take good care of you!" Sato Muzai said with a lecherous grin.
The knife-hand was as sharp as a dagger, slicing through the air, instantly reaching Bai Weiwei's chest, leaving her no retreat, so close to disaster!
But at this critical mont, with a "swoosh", Sato Muzai's knife-hand cut through nothing but air, as Bai Weiwei's figure suddenly disappeared from his sight!
"How is this possible?"
Sato Muzai exclaid, his face full of disbelief!
When he turned around, he saw Bai Weiwei had appeared on his side, held in a man's arms, and who else could that man be but Lin Fan?
"When... when did he get up here?"
Yu Hao couldn't help but stand up, his face filled with shock.
Lin Fan's speed was so fast, no one had any ti to react!
Bai Weiwei also had a mont of disorientation. When she snapped back to her senses and found herself in Lin Fan's arms, she was also sowhat surprised. Initially wanting to thank him, she noticed that his hand was covering one of her mounds, causing her face to turn dark!
"Let go!" Bai Weiwei glared at Lin Fan, anger entwined in her voice.
"Co on, Chief Bai, I saved you out of good intentions. I am your savior, can't you speak a little nicer?" Lin Fan said helplessly.
"I said, let go of your hand!" Bai Weiwei raised her voice angrily. This bastard dared to touch her, even rubbing a few tis, causing her whole body to tremble with anger.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan subconsciously looked down and only then noticed what he was touching, realizing why it felt so soft and elastic earlier. The tactile sensation was indeed incredible, but seeing Bai Weiwei's gloomy face, how could Lin Fan dare continue? He quickly withdrew his hand, tilting his head, feigning innocence, making Bai Weiwei so enraged she gritted her teeth, wishing she could beat this shaless guy if it weren't inappropriate!
"When did you get up here?"
Sato Muzai stared intently at Lin Fan, asking.
"Just ca when I wanted," Lin Fan casually shrugged, smiling softly.
Disdainful! Pure disdain!
A cold light imdiately flashed in Sato Muzai's eyes, shouting, "Since you're here, you can be dealt with together!"
"You think you can?"
Lin Fan pointed a finger at Sato Muzai, then shook his head, disinterest etched across his face.
Hearing this, the fists Sato Muzai had clenched imdiately crackled, never having been insulted this way since his rise to fa, his expression turning extrely ferocious!
"You're courting death!"
Sato Muzai roared, forcefully kicking off the ground like a cannonball, charging madly towards Lin Fan!
"Just in ti! Let witness the prowess of the East Asian One-Sword Style!"
Lin Fan chuckled softly, squinting his eyes at the approaching Sato Muzai. Yet, beyond the mischievous smile, Lin Fan stood quietly in place, showing no signs of preparing himself, as if rely playing a ga!
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