"How... how is this possible? How can such a bizarre thing happen?"
"Is this still human? This is simply like a steel robot!"
"How could this be? Am I dreaming?"
Some shocked audience members pinched their own cheeks to see if they were in the real world.
Turns out, their cheeks hurt like hell.
"Wow, I'm not dreaming; this is really magical."
"Could the two of them be performing a magic show—catching cleavers with bare hands?" some audience members speculated.
Because in magic shows, there are many unbelievable things, like swords piercing boxes with people inside who are unharmed, or bodies being split into upper and lower halves, and so on.
The audience's confusion also reached the ears of Fatty Hui's underlings. At this moment, Fatty Hui's underlings also doubted whether their boss was performing a magic show with the man who came to make trouble; so, out of curiosity, they asked, "Brother Hui! What are you doing? Is he one of ours?"
"Brother Hui! If you want to make me happy, don't joke around ? You had me worried to death." Fatty Hui's woman cooed.
After hearing what his underlings and his woman asked, Fatty Hui was lost for words. For fuck's sake, who would want to perform a magic show with someone smashing up their place? Unless they had water in their brains.
However, it wasn't strange for his underlings and woman to ask such a question, as it was indeed hard to understand; including himself, everyone had a dumbfounded look.
He never would have thought that, after not seeing each other for over a decade, the dumbass who used to be bullied by him and couldn't lift his head had become such a freak, able to catch a large cleaver with his hands—it was inconceivable.
"Do all national special forces soldiers become steel robots? Or do they all have steel implanted in their bodies?"
He couldn't figure it out.
However, one thing was for sure, he was no longer a match for his opponent.
Now, he was just like a weak ant, completely powerless in front of a towering human being, only to be manipulated and bullied.
"Hmph! Is that all the strength you've got?" Lin Yifan asked, sneering again and again, his language filled with all kinds of derision.
Upon hearing this sentence, a hundred thousand *** galloped through Fatty Hui's heart, enraged to the extreme.
When had he ever been mocked by such an ant? It was unforgivable.
Yet, the large cleaver was firmly grasped by the opponent; he could neither chop down nor pull it back, completely helpless.
Just then, Lin Yifan took the initiative to push the cleaver back, then pointed at his head and shouted, "Put in all your strength like it's for your mother's milk, and chop at me here."
"Damn it, you think I wouldn't dare?" Fatty Hui furiously asked, his face flushed red.
Seeing Fatty Hui's infuriated expression, the underlings and Fatty Hui's woman realized that this was not a magic performance, but a real fight.
A real fight, my god! So he really was catching a large cleaver with bare hands just now.
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"It's too freakish, how can such a person exist?"
"Are all national special forces soldiers this powerful? Then we'll never have to fear other countries invading us again."
"Next time the nation recruits new soldiers, I must hurry and let my son join. When he comes back, he'll be able to fight ten at a time."
The onlooking crowd buzzed with discussion, all shocked by Lin Yifan's abilities.
On the other side, faced with Pudge Hui's angry words, Lin Yifan wore a look of disdain and then replied, "It's not that I thought you wouldn't dare, but that you're too disappointing; back then, you gave it your all, beating me to within an inch of my life! At that time, I was in so much pain I couldn't stand it, terrified beyond belief. But now, you're like a mere ant to me, only capable of giving me a slight itch, truly annoying."
Pudge Hui trembled with rage, then clenched the large cleaver and charged over.
He simply couldn't swallow the humiliation; now, even if The Buddha himself came, he would still chop Lin Yifan into a thousand pieces.
Approaching Lin Yifan, he leaped into the air, raised the large cleaver, put all his might into it, and chopped down fiercely.
"Son of a bitch! Go to Hell and see King Yanluo!"
That motion, that momentum, was simply terrifying.
The onlooking crowd broke out in a cold sweat, their legs going weak.
Pudge Hui's thick arms, like logs, were immensely huge; thus, that full-powered air strike was frightfully overwhelming. Even now, if a log the size of a basin stood in front of Pudge Hui, he could split it in half with one strike.
Therefore, the onlookers all worried for Lin Yifan, afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand it and would be chopped in two by Pudge Hui's blade.
"He's done for now, isn't he?" Pudge Hui's lackey muttered to himself.
After all, if it were them, facing such a brutal, fierce strike, they would run even if it meant death.
How could anyone possibly defend against that, even a small tree would be cut in half!
Just when everyone thought Lin Yifan was going to be split in two, Lin Yifan remained as calm as ever. He gently lifted his hand, extended two fingers, and lightly caught the fast-falling, sharp large cleaver.
Suddenly, another metallic trembling sound erupted, and the seemingly unstoppable large cleaver was instantly caught between two fingers, unable to advance another inch.
Looking at this scene, everyone gasped in awe, never expecting Lin Yifan to be so powerful, that he could stop that unstoppable large cleaver with just two fingers.
"Is this... still human? How can he be so freakish?"
"I must be seeing things."
Some people couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes, and after rubbing them and looking again, the same scene persisted. Only then did they completely accept the unbelievable reality before them.
On the other side, Pudge Hui's lackeys dropped their jaws, standing dumbstruck like wooden chickens, as if they had witnessed something unthinkable.
Of course, they had seen something incredible; this time, they were eyewitnesses, nothing could be more real, nothing more convincing.
"Pudge Hui has really screwed up this time, messing with someone he shouldn't have."
"Quick, call his uncle over, or there might be a fatality," Pudge Hui's woman urged.
As the saying goes, "A day as a couple means a hundred days of grace," she didn't want anything to happen to Pudge Hui, otherwise, she'd have to find another protector.
"Sister-in-law, I'll call Pudge Hui's uncle right now." Having said that, a lackey sneakily pulled out his phone.
Their conversation, naturally, was overheard by Lin Yifan, who possessed cultivation power.