The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 494: Humanoid Monster (Fourth Update)

An incredibly faint sound on this silent basketball court seemed deafeningly loud.

First blood?

Isn’t that the sound effect from League of Legends when you get first blood?

That voice, apart from being male, had a rhythm so similar to the one in the game it was nearly identical.

"Ah, I’m swooning!"

Suddenly, a piercing scream erupted.

"Oh my God, that was so badass, cool, and slick, especially that mid-air flip and 360-degree spin, it was mind-blowing!"

A group of girls started screaming, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

However, at this moment, the training instructors surrounding Zhang Fan all had serious expressions on their faces.

Especially Ren Zuling, who was thrown out, had ten thousand "f*ck your moms" galloping in his heart!

Damn it, sandbagging, Zhang Fan was actually sandbagging.

Otherwise, with Zhang Fan’s strength, he would have definitely been unable to ward off that move just now.

What’s more important, he was directly thrown out.

This made Ren Zuling’s face burn with embarrassment!

As a company commander, being the first one taken down was a total loss of face.

"Commander, what should we do?" someone asked Ren Zuling.

Ren Zuling snapped back angrily, "Haven’t you done drills? I’m freaking dead now, stop f*cking asking me."

After saying that, Ren Zuling walked out and sat down on the ground, a vein throbbing on his forehead.

He was furious, mostly because he didn’t last even one round.

But his eyes also started to gleam.

Zhang Fan’s strength had far exceeded his expectations.

Very strong, and freakishly so.

Reaction speed, fighting skills, combat experience, and that terrifying strength, this guy was practically a humanoid T-rex!

The hundred-plus of them, were they really able to stop Zhang Fan?

At that moment, Ren Zuling clenched his teeth and fixed his gaze on Zhang Fan intensely.

But the next moment, Zhang Fan also took action.

Sprinting!

He dashed through the crowd like a spectre.

Watching from the side, Ren Zuling felt his scalp explode.

So fast, my God, how is he this fast!

Just then, Zhang Fan’s hand had already landed on someone’s neck.

It was light, but the man whose neck was chopped cooperated by lying down on the ground.

He knew that if it had been a real fight, that hand chop would have definitely knocked him out for more than three hours.

"Gang up on him, don’t give him a chance. As long as we catch him, he’s as good as dead," someone yelled.

Everyone nodded, and then a group of instructors charged straight towards Zhang Fan.

Three hundred sixty degrees, no blind spots!

Watching this scene, Zhou Bangquan and his friends started to shout, "Beat him down, beat him down!"

"Your sister’s beat down!"

A girl, gritting her teeth, glared at Zhou Bangquan. She looked left and right, then the next moment, she reached under her skirt, and in the next moment, she had a sanitary pad in her hand.

She raised her hand and threw it straight at Zhou Bangquan!

"Whack!"

Right on target, it landed smack on Zhou Bangquan’s face.

Suddenly! Blood spattered everywhere!

"What the hell is this!"

All the people around Zhou Bangquan jumped up.

The next moment, everyone’s eyes were dead set on Zhou Bangquan’s face.

"Holy sh*t, a sanitary pad!"

"And it’s a bloody sanitary pad!"

Shocked, everyone around was stunned.

Immediately, they turned their gazes toward the fiercely angry girl, waves churning in their hearts.

This chick was wild!

Holy sh*t, she just pulled out a bloody sanitary pad and smacked it on Zhou Bangquan’s face?

Even Liao Fucheng’s mouth fell open.

"Well done! Anyone else wants to **, come and taste old lady’s sanitary pad!" Another girl followed suit and roared furiously.

Immediately, everyone turned their heads, their gazes fixed on Zhang Fan in the center of the arena.

However, their peripheral vision still glanced toward Zhou Bangquan.

Looking at his baffled face, covered in blood and still dripping with "that time of the month" blood, a crowd couldn’t help but snicker!

It was freaking tragic, being hit by a girl’s sanitary pad. How would this guy have the nerve to show his face around Tsinghua again?

But soon, everyone screamed once more.

Zhang Fan, surrounded by a hundred people, suddenly reached out, grabbed someone’s shoulder, and with a push of his hand, he flipped over to the side.

The arc was high, and almost instantly, Zhang Fan was standing upside down on the person’s shoulders.

Seeing this, both the girls and the guys screamed in shock.

Damn, is this a movie shoot?

Shit, is that movement too exaggerated?

"Thanks!"

Zhang Fan whispered softly, and then, he raised his hand and chopped it down on that person’s neck.

The next moment, Zhang Fan bent over like a broken wheat stalk, his foot stepped on someone’s head, and with a push of his toes, his body soared into the air.

"Shit, that works too!"

Another scream went up.

This is like running on people’s heads, damn it, if it weren’t for being on the scene, they would have thought they were watching a movie.

Meanwhile, a ripple stirred in the beautiful eyes of a group of girls!

"He’s really so cool!"

At this moment, Ren Zuling’s eyes widened.

The next moment, he could no longer hold back and yelled, "You bunch of idiots, catch him!"

However, the ones being stepped on the head nearly cried.

Catch my ass, if you look up, what greets you is a freaking shoe sole, which happens to land on your face, and if it hits the bridge of the nose just right, won’t it collapse?

Soon, Zhang Fan broke through the encirclement. He leaped high into the air, did a side flip, and landed squarely on the ground.

At the same time, he grabbed the shoulder of an instructor and performed an over-the-shoulder throw, smashing the person onto the ground.

"Thump!"

The dull sound of the fall made everyone involuntarily gasp.

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"How freaking painful must that be!"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn’t control myself there for a moment!" Zhang Fan also hurriedly apologized.

The person who was thrown had tears of pain streaming down.

Damn it, is this still a combat training?

Fuck, I’m not playing anymore.

However, the others also reacted, but Zhang Fan was faster.

Throat Pinch, Knee Strike, Back Suplex, Over the shoulder throw, Hand Knife Neck Slash, Capturing, Front Kick, Side Kick, Uppercut...

Watching Zhang Fan’s diverse movements and the instructors continually falling to the ground, the onlookers almost bit their own tongues.

Holy shit, one move for each?

This has got to be staged, right?

Fuck, you guys must have colluded, haven’t you?

But then, seeing occasionally a brutal over-the-shoulder throw and people being kicked flying, they dismissed their suspicion.

Holy mother, how painful must that be!

In fifteen minutes, a group of instructors lay on the ground, moaning in pain.

Of course, such people were in the minority, only about twenty or so.

And the others, they got up from the ground with looks of horror, staring at Zhang Fan.

Shit, did one person really take on their whole platoon?

Most shocked of all was Ren Zuling.

For him, who had been watching the whole time, his understanding of this battle was crystal clear.

Zhang Fan was incredibly fast, and most of the time he made a move, the group hadn’t even reacted yet.

Moreover, Zhang Fan was holding back.

He was certain that if Zhang Fan got serious, none of them would be able to stand.

This guy was simply a humanoid monster!