"So handsome, hubby, I'm crazy about you!" Sophie squealed like a fangirl, greatly satisfying Lin Mu's vanity. In contrast, Niu the Fourth, who had been used as a punching bag, beaten back and forth without even touching a strand of his opponent's hair, was already furious; his originally pale yellow cheeks had turned waxy yellow in a short time.
"Damn, apart from being tough, there's nothing special about him!"
After testing Niu the Fourth's limit for enduring force, which was about a thousand pounds, Lin Mu lost interest in prolonging the fight. Taking a deep breath, he shot a lightning-fast punch at Niu the Fourth's chest, releasing a torrent of Dark Force. But just then, three figures swiftly appeared behind Niu the Fourth, and Lin Mu felt the force of his punch being scattered and redirected; only about a hundred pounds actually landed on Niu the Fourth.
How could this happen?
