The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 90 - 0 I Can Do It Too

Zhang Fan’s body swayed like a wobbling toy.

This was also a spur-of-the-moment idea he had come up with.

A wobbling toy, isn’t that the ultimate model for changing one’s center of gravity!

At the moment of falling, just use another foot to shift the center of gravity.

In the hour when his skill learning was activated, Zhang Fan felt his brain become clear, and many difficult issues could be solved in an instant.

Front and back, left and right, front and back again, left and right again!

At this moment, Zhang Fan was completely immersed in the world of the Butterfly Dance Step.

This feeling, it was really exhilarating!

After an hour had passed, Zhang Fan was emanating heat from his entire body.

Although exhausted, he felt an unprecedented excitement. He turned his head, stepped forward, his feet lightly touching the ground as he ran toward Fubo.

He covered the twenty-meter distance in five seconds.

Fubo could only feel his face burning; damn, in just an hour, this kid had mastered the Butterfly Dance Step so freely, wasn’t this like slapping his face hard?

"How was it, Fubo?" Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, standing in front of Fubo.

Fubo’s face was stiff with a barely perceptible nod, "Not bad, practice more on different terrains. If you can maintain such speed on any terrain, then you have truly graduated."

Saying this, Fubo turned to leave. If he stayed any longer, he would feel like all his years were a waste.

Zhang Fan, full of enthusiasm, asked, "What about Thunderclap Palm?"

Fubo stopped in his tracks, teeth clenched as he turned around, "Fine, I’ll teach you Thunderclap Palm now."

He didn’t believe Zhang Fan could learn Thunderclap Palm as quickly.

"My Thunderclap Palm is a unique skill from Wudang, and it requires special breathing techniques when striking with the palm," Fubo said with a dark face as he imparted the breathing method to Zhang Fan, then demonstrated some illustrative movements.

Thunderclap Palm must be executed in conjunction with a breathing technique to unleash powerful strength and defeat the opponent head-on. The power of Thunderclap Palm is determined by the physical strength of the practitioner.

For instance, Ye Yanran, due to her bodily condition, couldn’t practice Thunderclap Palm by striking solid objects, so she had to swing her arms to hit the air. This meant her Thunderclap Palm could never be fully mastered.

However, considering Ye Yanran’s illness was nearly cured, a smile spread across Fubo’s face. Now, Ye Yanran could also practice Thunderclap Palm by hitting solid objects.

Zhang Fan didn’t hesitate to spend another 100 Spiritual Value to practice Thunderclap Palm.

He learned the breathing and movements quickly, but unlike the Butterfly Dance Step, which merely required mastering the technique, this would need a lot of practice to truly demonstrate the fearsome power of Thunderclap Palm.

"Start with bricks," said Fubo casually, then to Ye Yanran, "You can also practice with bricks now."

Ye Yanran’s deeply disappointed expression was instantly replaced by surprise, and she hurried to the corner of the courtyard. There was where Fubo usually practiced Thunderclap Palm.

However, when Fubo practiced, he chopped at steel columns.

Zhang Fan also scurried over, and when he saw the two-meter-long steel column that was thicker than a thigh standing in the corner, his head buzzed in confusion.

Especially when he saw the dents about two fingers wide on it, his admiration for Fubo’s strength grew.

He wouldn’t foolishly try to chop the steel column with his hand; instead, he picked up a blue brick and struck down using the method Fubo had just taught him.

"Crack!"

The blue brick split in half.

Zhang Fan was elated, and immediately, he added another green brick and chopped down.

"Crack!"

The green brick shattered, and Uncle Fu’s pupils dilated once again—could this monster be a born martial arts genius?

Ye Yanran clenched her teeth and chopped three stacked green bricks to pieces, then looked up defiantly and glared at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan chuckled, stacked four green bricks, and fiercely chopped down.

"Crunch!"

All four green bricks broke apart, although Zhang Fan winced from the pain.

Uncle Fu was dumbfounded once again and decided it was better not to watch Zhang Fan train—it seemed that the lad spared no one’s feelings when striking.

Soon, the several hundred green bricks stacked in the corner were smashed to pieces by Zhang Fan and Ye Yanran.

"Sister, stop competing with me. Look at your hands; they’re swelling up," Zhang Fan said with concern.

Ye Yanran glared and snapped back, "Piss off, mind your own business."

Zhang Fan chuckled, "Sister, remember, you told me to mind."

Rolling her eyes, Ye Yanran ignored Zhang Fan and walked away, sulking. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Butterfly Dance Step took only one hour to master completely, and Zhang Fan was now also adept with Thunderclap Palm.

In Ye Yanran’s heart, she had thought herself quite formidable, but in front of Zhang Fan, all her pride had been shattered to dust.

What’s worse, this bastard had seen her naked, defiled her, and in front of their mother, no less! Good heavens, ever since Zhang Fan, this jerk, entered her life, everything had completely changed.

"Uncle Master, I’m here!"

A long-haired youth sprinted from afar, reaching the gate, grabbing the iron bars with his hand, tapping his feet several times, standing atop the gate, then with a gentle jump, he landed on the ground.

Uncle Fu was startled, "Why have you come?"

The young man smiled heartily, "My Butterfly Dance Step has reached the stage where I can move forward and retreat freely, so Master gave me a month off."

Yuan Xiao accelerated suddenly and in a few breaths’ time was in front of Ye Yanran. The moment he saw her, his eyes emitted an intensely lecherous gleam.

Ye Yanran’s eyes turned cold, and with a look of disgust at Yuan Xiao, she turned and walked away.

Yuan Xiao, Uncle Fu’s nephew, had been brought to the Ye Family by his master five years ago, and since then, he visited one or two times each year.

He stuck to her like a burr, and on top of that, was outrageously arrogant!

"Ah, junior sister, not even a greeting for your senior brother?" Yuan Xiao walked up to Ye Yanran and reached out to grab her hand.

"Get lost, who is your junior sister!" Ye Yanran erupted in anger.

Sensing Ye Yanran’s fury, Zhang Fan immediately stepped forward, positioned himself in front of Yuan Xiao, and blocked his hand.

"You scoundrel, who’s this brat? Get out of my way," Yuan Xiao’s face turned vicious as he extended his hand and aimed a palm strike at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan, having just learned Thunderclap Palm, naturally recognized this move and his eyes also grew cold. He lashed out with a palm strike towards Yuan Xiao, "And what are you, a mangy cur?"

"Bang!"

Their arms collided fiercely, and a moment later, both Zhang Fan and Yuan Xiao took a step back.

Feeling the pain in his arm, Zhang Fan’s face hardened—Thunderclap Palm, eh? I can do that too!