HISS! This guy took three of Xu Feng's punches and he's fine?
Xiao Wu gasped, his feelings for Lin Mu now a mixture of admiration and respect. Men like them, who had crawled their way through the battlefield, respected the strong above all else.
Xu Feng's current strength hadn't just increased by a large margin—it had literally doubled. Yet, Lin Mu had managed to withstand such a punch with his body alone.
Is his body made of iron? Or is he really wearing some kind of armor, like Xu Feng said?
Da Jun's expression also turned extremely grave. He could tell that Lin Mu wasn't wearing any armor and had withstood Xu Feng's three punches with his body alone. This was something even he couldn't do.
"Old General, who exactly is this person?" Da Jun couldn't help but ask.
Guan Chengye was also slightly stunned. After all, even he wouldn't dare claim he could take three of Xu Feng's punches and remain unscathed.
"A Martial Arts Grandmaster."
