"Cough, cough …"
Although Fu Xi was not there, he was watching Du Feng's match through the projector. He was drinking tea while watching the match, and he choked on his tea. What kind of opponent was this? He would probably kill himself without even fighting.
"Little fatty, climb out from the top."
The ring was blocked by a barrier. Otherwise, the little fatty would have fallen out of the ring and lost. But it did not matter. If he wanted to admit defeat, he could climb out from the top. Du Feng was not joking. He felt that the little fatty was just messing around.
Du Feng looked at Grandpa Lan, confused. He wanted to know how such a fighter could make it to the third round. Grandpa Lan shook his head. For a fighter of this level to make it to the third round, it must have been because someone in the first two rounds went easy on him. Only Zhuo Dong Lai would be able to arrange an opponent who would go easy on him twice.
"Pah! You think I can't beat you?"
The little fatty was as round as an egg. When he was angry, he puffed up his cheeks. He was so angry that he put down his weapon and lay on the ground on all fours. His stomach was puffing up and down, and his cheeks were puffing up and down like a toad.
As his energy surged, his skin color began to change. From a normal human skin color, it began to turn into a metallic gold color.
"Toad Skill! Interesting!"
Some people in the audience recognized that it was the Jin family's Toad Skill.
"This guy is from the Jin family. Du Feng is going to suffer."
There were many warriors with the surname Jin, but not all of them were from the Jin family. The Jin family was a family that lived on an island, so most of the warriors in the inner city of Yundu did not know about it. However, some of the warriors who came from the Lower Bound knew about this family.
The Jin Clan was most famous for the Toad Skill, and the practitioners of the Toad Skill had two main characteristics. One was that they could take a beating, and the other was that they would not die after an explosion. Of course, this so-called immortality referred to the fact that the inner core would not break, and the body could be rebuilt.
To put it bluntly, practicing this Toad Skin was like an inflated rubber ball. The surface of the skin was very tough, and the inside was a high-pressure gas. One hit and one jump, but it didn't hurt his internal organs. If he hit it too hard, it would explode like a rubber ball. The power of the explosion would not be weaker than self-detonating inner core, but the inner core would not shatter.
It was not that Du Feng did not understand the Jin family, but the voices of the audience were absorbed by the barrier. He did not hear them, either. Zhuo Dong Lai had done this on purpose. Since he couldn't find an expert to deal with Du Feng, he might as well find someone who wasn't afraid of death.
"Gua!"
Jin San Dan croaked like a toad, his four limbs exerting force as he shot forward. Like a cannonball, it crashed towards Du Feng.
"This move again!"
Du Feng lightly jumped and dodged. He couldn't understand why the other party kept bumping him with his head. This kind of fighting style was simply too stupid. It was very easy to get kicked in the head.
Bang!
He didn't even need to kick Jin San Dan. He hit the barrier and bounced back like a rubber ball. But this time, there was no bump on his head. He bounced back very quickly, and he went straight for Du Feng.
"F * ck off!"
At first, Du Feng thought that the silly little fatty was quite cute, so he let him make two moves first. But he kept coming at him, and this time, he wasn't going to hold back. He kicked him right in the face. How did Jin Sandan bounce over and bounce back? It felt like he was playing with a bouncy ball.
With this kick, Du Feng understood. Jin San Dan was an inflated rubber ball. No wonder he kept hitting him. Because when he lifted it up just now, it was neither hard nor soft. Instead, it was very elastic. As expected, Jin San Dan was kicked away and fell on the stage. Then, he bounced back up again. He hit the barrier, and then he went straight for Du Feng.
He was addicted to it. Jin San Dan knew how to use the barrier to change direction and attack again.
"F * ck off again!"
Du Feng kicked him again. This time, he used the tip of his foot to kick Jin San Dan's nose. The area of contact was small. Jin San Dan's nose turned sour, and tears flowed out. Tears would flow when the nose was hit. This was a natural reaction of the human body. Even if he could take a beating, he couldn't stop his tears.
"Hahaha, Jin San Dan's little fatty is being beaten up so badly."
"Really bad. Where do you think Du Feng will kick next?"
Seeing Jin San Dan's tearful face and bouncing back and forth like a rubber ball, the audience couldn't help but laugh. As they laughed, they discussed where Du Feng would kick next.
As if responding to the audience's call, Jin San Dan bounced back after falling to the ground. Du Feng raised his leg and kicked. This time, he used his big toe. Without any deviation, he poked the chrysanthemum flower's position. There was simply no need to mention the pain and the sourness.
One couldn't help but admire Jin San Dan's endurance. He was in so much pain, yet he was still able to hold his breath. Furthermore, the more he held in his breath, the more his belly bulged. His entire body seemed to have doubled in size. This was a unique martial art of the Jin Clan. The more he was beaten, the bigger he became. He absorbed a portion of the energy from others' attacks into his body.
Even Du Feng couldn't help but sigh. This little fatty was really good at taking beatings. He was very clear about the strength of his kick, especially in that position. Especially in that position, a normal person would have rolled on the ground in pain. However, that little golden fatty bounced back tenaciously.
He might as well try using the Dragon Soul Sword. This kind of martial art was usually afraid of sharp weapons. No matter how tough the skin was, it couldn't withstand the slashes of a sword. Even if it could withstand slashes, it couldn't withstand cuts.
"Slash!"
Du Feng's sword slashed in an arc, slicing right through Jin San Dan's body. Sparks flew where the Dragon Soul Sword came into contact with Jin San Dan's skin, but it didn't cut through.
Aiya! This greatly exceeded Du Feng's expectations. It was rare to see skin that couldn't be cut by a sword. Last time, only beastmen had this kind of physique. The problem was that Jin San Dan's body wasn't strong. If he was, he would've taken the initiative to attack. There was no need for him to bulge up like a rubber ball. One had to know that the Dragon Soul Sword was a round-grade weapon. It didn't make sense that it couldn't break through his defense.
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