If Irin was still in the mood to care about Pan Zhengyi, he might have mistakenly thought that Pan Xiaozheng had "logged in" again and gloated over his misfortune.
Unfortunately, Irin was not free.
All of his attention was focused on the old man in front of him.
Mo Rendi's every movement was natural and natural, as if it was made by nature.
There seemed to be nothing special about it, but when he moved, he exploded with an unstoppable force.
Irin was pressed against the wall by the force of the punch. After sticking to the wall for a few seconds, he slid down to the floor.
【Life Points】 41%
The seemingly ordinary punch actually took out more than half of Irin's life points in an instant.
This was under the condition that Yi Lin was barely able to block it.
Irin was expressionless.
He stood up again.
One of his arms was hanging down, and the forearm was bent at a strange angle. It looked extremely miserable.
Mo Rendi smiled slightly. "This old man was afraid that my good granddaughter would be angry, so I only crippled you."
"…"
Crack.
Irin's other hand twisted, and the broken arm let out a teeth-numbing sound. The bent bone was forcefully straightened by Irin.
【+5%】
【+5%】
【+5%】
As wave after wave of exhaustion and emptiness hit him, Irin's life points quickly recovered.
A mysterious force surged out from a certain part of his body. The broken bones of Mo Rendi were also healing at a certain speed.
After obtaining the 【Dionysus Factor (Incomplete)】, Irin's body was no longer in the category of a human.
Eh?
Thinking of this.
Irin felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important.
The 【Dionysus Factor】 was not a flawless enhancement. Every time it recovered his life points, it would take away a certain amount of Irin's stamina.
Stamina could not be quantified. Irin could only estimate how much stamina he had left based on his body's condition.
If he was hammered down by this old man again …
The consequences would be unimaginable.
Mo Rendi saw Irin's actions.
His calm and indifferent eyes actually lit up slightly.
"Oh?"
Irin waited for the recovery to complete.
Taking a deep breath, he recalled the mysterious footwork that Mo Rendi had shown him more than once. He couldn't help but ask, "What footwork is this?"
Mo Rendi laughed. "Do you want to learn?"
Irin's expression froze. "You're teaching me?"
"Bah, in your dreams."
Irin: "…"
To tell the truth.
Irin could not learn Invincible's fists.
After all, he didn't have that attribute.
However, the way it moved and its unpredictable rhythm intrigued Irin.
'Forget it if you don't want to teach me. How petty.'
Irin had already guessed that this would happen, but she didn't expect Mo Rendi to be so mischievous at the end.
Thinking of this, Irin sighed and prepared to leave.
Mo Rendi snorted, "Did this old man allow you to leave?"
Irin didn't turn around. He just stood there and smiled. "Do you really think you can kill me? Don't forget, I didn't do anything to you because you're Mengmeng's grandfather. Otherwise, even if I can't beat you, I can make you … "
Irin didn't continue.
Mo Rendi became curious. "Hmm? What do you want this old man to do? "
Irin continued to walk towards the exit.
In the corner.
Old Pan whistled merrily.
Then, he chuckled and stretched out two fingers. "Round 2 ~"
Only then did Irin hear Pan Zhengyi's flirtatious words clearly.
At this moment, Irin's heart suddenly had a feeling of "Heaven's reincarnation, who will the heavens spare".
Could this be Pan Xiaozheng pretending to be Pan Zhengyi?
At this moment.
Mo Rendi smiled faintly, his black martial arts robe rippling once again.
His footsteps were silent and traceless. Mo Rendi seemed slow but was actually fast. In the blink of an eye, he was closing in on Irin's back.
Mo Rendi seemed unwilling to launch a sneak attack. He roared, "Watch out for this old man's fist. This old man is going to cripple you!"
Xiu.
Irin suddenly threw a small card on the ground.
“？”
Card?
Tool?
Heh.
Mo Rendi saw that Irin was finally using his apostle's abilities and was delighted.
This way, this old man can beat you up with a clear conscience!
If Irin was lying on the ground with his face facing the sky and his eyes closed, Mo Rendi, with his status and experience, would probably be too embarrassed to be ruthless.
As for what tool Irin was going to use … Mo Rendi wasn't afraid at all.
No matter what you do, this old man will take care of it with one punch —???
Just as Mo Rendi was about to punch out, his heart filled with pride.
The small card in Yi Lin's hand turned into a small, delicate, and shriveled banana peel.
Its color was as yellow as a pile of shit.
"Hmph! How could this old man possibly … "
Yiya —
Mo Rendi was suddenly dumbfounded.
He didn't know why, but when he saw the banana peel, he clearly thought that he wouldn't step on such a stupid trick. However, it was as if there was a "good granddaughter Mengmeng" hidden in his heart. She let out a sweet and cute voice, "Yo yo yo", and lured Mo Rendi to step on it.
In the end, Mo Rendi couldn't take it anymore. He retracted his fist and stepped on it. In the next second, the great Mo Rendi slipped on the banana peel and fell flat on his back.
When Irin threw out the banana peel, he had already expected this scene.
After all, the "Nothing special" series of tools weren't normal tools.
Although this series of tools didn't have any real killing power or other terrifying abilities, they were able to make people lose their temper.
Even Zhang Huichun was killed by Irin's banana peel in the Duel Dimension.
In the Duel Dimension, Irin used a total of five banana peels to kill Zhang Huichun.
Now that he had used up another usage, Irin felt a bit of heartache.
So —
Irin was already prepared. The moment Mo Rendi was destined to fall flat on his back, he didn't hesitate and expressionlessly punched and kicked Mo Rendi's hateful face.
Actually, the moment Mo Rendi fell, Irin really wanted to try and see if he could kill Mo Rendi if he took out his knife.
At the same time, he could also obtain the "Kill the Strongest Human" achievement.
But when he thought about how Mo Rendi was Molly's grandfather, no matter how tempting this thought was, Irin couldn't do it.
Unless … there was no unless.
Definitely not.
Besides, with Mo Rendi's attributes and his ancient martial arts that had been trained to the peak, if he really wanted to kill him, Irin would probably use up the life-saving tool that he had already used in the first punch.
That was a precious "Death Exemption", Irin didn't want to waste it in Mo Rendi's hands.
Dong dong dong dong.
Although he couldn't kill this old man, he could still beat him to death. After all, Mo Rendi's strength attribute was high and his skin was thick. Irin didn't believe that ordinary punches and kicks would be able to kill Mo Rendi.
So he didn't show any mercy.
"F * ck!"
Mo Rendi was hammered on the head more than ten times. Suddenly, he came to his senses and roared.
In an instant.
Irin felt a boundless killing intent explode from Mo Rendi's body.
Almost at the instant he felt the sharp killing intent, Irin didn't hesitate and didn't miss the pleasure of beating Mo Rendi's face. He instantly activated [Run Fast] and retreated as fast as he could.
Ta!
Suddenly.
The entire room seemed to tremble violently.
When Irin looked back.
He discovered that Mo Rendi had strangely disappeared from his original spot.
Where Mo Rendi was lying on his back, there were actually two deep footprints left behind.
Taking a closer look, on those footprints, even the texture of Mo Rendi's cloth shoes could be clearly seen.
The most frightening thing was that around the footprints, there weren't any extra cracks at all.
In other words, Mo Rendi's control over his strength was already beyond imagination. Every move, every move, every movement, there was no extra energy leaking out.
He remembered that at Haunted-mist Mountain, Oda Wu had also tried to use the "Ghost Qi" buff to stack her strength attribute to the limit of the "Power Lock".
But at that time, Irin had already seen through Oda Wu's weakness and couldn't completely control the explosive increase in strength.
And the true limit of a human should be the tip of the iceberg that Mo Rendi inadvertently revealed.
"Above!"
After Mo Rendi disappeared.
Irin suddenly raised his head.
He saw that Mo Rendi had used two fingers to dig deeply into the ceiling. With just the strength of two fingers, he maintained his posture of hanging from the ceiling.
"Hm?"
Seeing Mo Rendi's actions, Irin couldn't help but laugh.
Could it be that he was afraid of a banana peel?
"You …" Mo Rendi's expression was uncertain, as if he couldn't accept that he, the great Mo Rendi, would actually be slid down by a banana peel. He pondered for a while and finally couldn't help but ask, "What kind of peel is this?"
Irin's lips curled up. "You want to know?"
"Hm?"
"Ah, I won't tell you."
"…"
Irin was also a bit surprised.
He didn't expect that after beating Mo Rendi up for a round, there wasn't even a single bruise on Mo Rendi's face.
After all … Irin's strength attribute was too low.
If he didn't have a blade in hand, Irin's killing power would be limited.
Although Mo Rendi wasn't an apostle.
It could be seen from his expression that Mo Rendi guessed that it wasn't an ordinary banana peel.
To be able to make Mo Rendi step on it and fall like that, it definitely wasn't an ordinary banana peel!
Mo Rendi quickly calmed down.
After being slid down by the banana peel, Irin's punches didn't hurt or itch at all.
But he couldn't stand the humiliation!
He was the leader of the special forces, the strongest man in the Chidragon Kingdom, and a respectable old man. Yet, he had been injured by a shriveled banana peel. If word got out …
Even if it didn't spread out, if it spread to his good granddaughter, Mengmeng, he wouldn't be able to show his face as a grandfather!
It was simply a disgrace to him!
That was why Mo Rendi used this method to temporarily hide on the ceiling.
As long as his feet didn't touch the ground, he wouldn't step on the banana peel.
As long as he hid high enough, the banana peel wouldn't be able to come up.
Irin's eyes twitched slightly. He hooked his index finger at Mo Rendi on the ceiling. "Come down?"
Mo Rendi's beard trembled. "Come up!"
"Come down!"
"No! Come up! "
"Damn you … come down!"
"…"
For a moment, the two were actually in a deadlock.
Neither was willing to give in.
One was afraid of losing face, the other was afraid of being beaten up.
In the corner.
Pan Zhengyi, who hadn't had much of a presence all this time, suddenly took out a stick from his storage space.
Duang！ Duang！ Duang！
Pan Zhengyi used the stick to hit the ground hard, making a dull metallic sound. Then, he raised three fingers.
"Round 3 yo ~"
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