The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 91 - 0 The Old Man Knows How to Cheat

Yuan Xiao was completely stunned on the spot.

He’d never anticipated that this youngster before him would also know the Thunderclap Palm.

To know, he had spent a good six or seven years on Wudang Mountain and had been practicing the Thunderclap Palm at every moment during these years. And this guy in front of him, he’d never seen him before. Probably, this was a new disciple taken in by his martial uncle.

He hadn’t been to the Ye Family for almost a year; this kid at most had only a few months of practice. Humph, how could he be his match.

"Come again, I don’t believe, I can’t take care of you, trash." Yuan Xiao said and lifted his palm to chop down at Zhang Fan once again.

"Zhang Fan, you can’t possibly be his match," Ye Yanran said anxiously, her complexion turning pale.

Yuan Xiao, she knew him too well. The last time he came by, this guy broke seven bricks. Zhang Fan, compared to him, was still far worse.

Zhang Fan ignored Ye Yanran, raising his hand to chop toward Yuan Xiao. Just as his hand was about to collide with Yuan Xiao’s, Zhang Fan sneered.

Who said he was going to use the Thunderclap Palm, huh? Bone Separation Hand was his true expertise. He refused to believe that if he couldn’t handle Uncle Fu, he couldn’t handle this guy before him.

His right hand turned into a claw, and Zhang Fan directly grabbed Yuan Xiao’s wrist, the Bone Separation Hand instantly twisting into action.

"Hiss!"

Yuan Xiao only felt a pain in his wrist, then his palm sank down, his right hand supporting the palm to shake off Zhang’s hand.

"You little bastard, how dare you make a sneak attack on me." Yuan Xiao cursed in anger, if it weren’t for his quick reaction, his wrist might have been twisted off.

Zhang Fan sneered coldly, "Motherfucker, have the guts to not use the Thunderclap Palm then. I’ve only learned it for an hour, and you, you’ve learned it for many years. Do you have no shame?"

Damn it, if he had also spent a few years learning, then this asshole, beating him would just be a matter of minutes.

Yuan Xiao’s eyes widened, he roared in disbelief, "Who are you trying to fool? Your strength, this palm wind, and you have the face to tell me you’ve only learned for just over an hour, do you think I’m an idiot?"

"Humph, even if you know the Thunderclap Palm, so what? I don’t believe you can actually use it!" Yuan Xiao said with self-confidence, and immediately, he wobbled his feet and lunged toward Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan’s mouth curled up.

The Butterfly Dance Step, huh? Sorry, I can do that too!

As Yuan Xiao lunged, Zhang Fan dodged out with the Butterfly Dance Step.

Yuan Xiao, having exerted all his strength in a palm strike, hit nothing but air, the strong inertia nearly causing him to tumble over.

Zhang Fan’s eyes turned colder as he stepped back the moment Yuan Xiao’s palm struck out.

Deep breath, raised palm, and he smacked a palm toward Yuan Xiao’s face.

The fierce palm wind blew Yuan Xiao’s long hair, and at that moment, his complexion turned pale.

If this palm landed on his face, he might as well consider plastic surgery because he knew how powerful the Thunderclap Palm was.

Turn around, side step!

Yuan Xiao was almost scared to death by Zhang Fan’s strike. Evading Zhang Fan’s attack, Yuan Xiao was immediately infuriated!

"You bastard, your Butterfly Dance Step is even better than mine, and you still dare say that your Thunderclap Palm skills have only been learned for just over an hour? Fuck, everyone knows that the Thunderclap Palm and the Butterfly Dance Step are learned together." Yuan Xiao was gritting his teeth in rage. Before, he hadn’t taken Zhang Fan seriously.

But this short exchange had left him fuming with rage.

Thunderclap Palm learned in just over an hour? Bullshit!

The Butterfly Dance Step, which I’ve practiced for six or seven years, is still not used as well as yours. You say you’ve only learned the Thunderclap Palm for just over an hour, do you have no shame at all?

Zhang Fan sneered coldly, "Sorry, I’ve also only learned the Butterfly Dance Step for just over an hour. Don’t think everyone is as useless as you."

In the distance, Uncle Fu’s face instantly darkened.

Motherfucker, that was including him in the insult!

"I don’t believe it, come on, let’s go again." Stepping with the Butterfly Dance Step, Yuan Xiao furiously pounced toward Zhang Fan again.

"I’m giving you face," sneered Zhang Fan, his feet moving swiftly. With his masterful Butterfly Dance Step, he didn’t believe he would be at a disadvantage.

Yuan Xiao’s hands transformed into palms, sweeping towards Zhang Fan like guillotine blades.

Zhang Fan’s footsteps were unpredictable as he drifted past Yuan Xiao. Raising his hand, he slapped towards Yuan Xiao’s face.

Yuan Xiao was shocked and hurriedly turned around, his palm striking out towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan knew that Yuan Xiao’s Thunderclap Palm was more powerful than his own. If not for his skillful application of the Butterfly Dance Step, he would have likely been hit by several palms by now.

Damn it, this won’t do. No one’s gaining the upper hand like this.

All of a sudden, Zhang Fan thought of the Invisibility Potion in his backpack and his face lit up with a sinister smile. He raised his hand and shouted at Yuan Xiao, "If you’ve got the guts, follow me. Let’s find a quiet place and have a proper fight."

With these words, Zhang Fan immediately ran towards the back of the villa.

He ran to a corner of the wall, out of everyone’s sight, and opened his backpack.

"Consume Invisibility Potion?"

"Yes!"

The next moment, Zhang Fan watched his body become transparent.

Invisibility, this is what being invisible is like!

Staring at his arms and torso, Zhang Fan could only see the scenery beneath them.

Clenching his fists, he eagerly watched Yuan Xiao running towards him.

Heh, so you’ve just practiced a few more years than me, but I can cheat.

Zhang Fan sneered coldly, watching Yuan Xiao get closer, his smile growing even brighter.

The moment Yuan Xiao arrived, Zhang Fan swiftly stuck out his leg.

A very childish tripping move, yet the unaware Yuan Xiao flew into the air and crashed to the ground.

"Heh, my 1,000 Spiritual Value, to use on you, you should be proud," Zhang Fan sneered secretly. Just thinking about Yuan Xiao’s desirous gaze at Ye Yanran made him feel uncomfortable.

Hmph, that tigress Ye Yanran, she’s mine! This idiot who popped up from nowhere also wants a piece of her, as if!

Yuan Xiao climbed up in terror, glancing around the corner with residual fear. Damn it, there’s nothing there.

Yuan Xiao was fuming. He looked up at the vanished Zhang Fan and immediately cursed, "You little bastard, lucky you can run fast!"

Zhang Fan chuckled coldly. Run? I’m standing right in front of you!

He lifted his hand and directed a heavy punch towards Yuan Xiao’s face.

"Pfft!"

Yuan Xiao felt a sudden pain on his face and fell to the ground.

Damn it, what the hell, what’s going on, there’s no one here!

Yuan Xiao was panic-stricken as he shook his head frantically, trying to see what had attacked him. However, nothing but emptiness met his eyes.

"I’m right here!"

Zhang Fan spoke up and then rushed forward, raising his hand, and landed another punch on Yuan Xiao’s eye socket.

"You little bastard, that’s for eyeing Ye Yanran, for your arrogance, your damn Thunderclap Palm—come and cut me down," Zhang Fan jeered as each word fell like a curse into Yuan Xiao’s ears.

With every word, Zhang Fan’s fist accurately struck Yuan Xiao’s face.

One punch after another!