"This, this, this, really just one punch and the scarecrow's down?"
"That big martial artist seems all show and no substance, gone without doing anything."
"Four punches! It only took four punches to end the fight!"
"From now on, I'm a fan of that scarecrow, let's call it Scarefan."
"I've watched several editions of the Central China Cup, and the stalemate between Liu Jisheng and Fu Dusheng is finally broken!"
Initially, most people thought this match would still be an absolute advantage for Fu Dusheng, but he lost so easily instead.
"Phew..."
"Using this move at this stage is still too much of a stretch, isn't it?"
However, no one noticed that Li Pu, standing at the back, couldn't help but rub his temples, a weary look on his face.
Thankfully, he recognized the slime gel.
Back then, he had synthesized a similar strange useless card, which had a passive skill for "slime gel."
He went to ask Xiu Cangjia about it and got an explanation.
