novelraw Chapter 930 947: Changing Clothes
Chapter 930 947: Changing Clothes
"Hehe, idiot, you said you wanted me to hit you, so here goes, catch this!"Lin Mu had been retreating with Chen Qinghai and Lu Yifeng, but suddenly he darted forward, not dodging at all, directly meeting Chen Qinghai's fist. Seeing Lin Mu coming at him, Chen Qinghai couldn't help but reveal a slight smug smile!
Lin Mu actually dared to trade punches with him, that's just asking for death. While Chen Qinghai wasn't confident he could beat Lin Mu, he was totally confident he could break Lin Mu's fist in a direct punch match. Bronze Sect, without a doubt, trains their skills like a wall of copper, and Chen Qinghai's specialty was his fist.
Accumulating decades of martial arts skills, Chen Qinghai was very confident in the strength of his fists and arms. So far, he hadn't met someone with harder fists than his. There was indeed a formidable master over ten years ago, but after one punch, that person's whole arm was useless. So ten years later, Chen Qinghai's skills were even more terrifying, which made him very confident. Lin Mu was practically asking to be wrecked.
With a little smugness on his face, Chen Qinghai thought that while Lin Mu was impressive, in a direct punch match, he was no match. If he incapacitated one of Lin Mu's hands, it would then be easy to team up with Lu Yifeng to finish him off, wouldn't it?
At that moment, Chen Qinghai's confidence surged, and he increased the strength of his punch, exerting all his might, ready to decisively defeat Lin Mu.
With a boom, the two powerful punches violently collided, producing a fierce explosion. Chen Qinghai immediately felt a strong force invade his hand, with a tingling numbness sweeping down his whole arm, as his body was pushed backwards by this force!
After retreating a few meters, Chen Qinghai held his other arm. The arm that he had used to punch Lin Mu had completely lost sensation—it had no pain, just a tingling numbness. Chen Qinghai thought he'd be okay and tried to move it, but quickly discovered he couldn't exert any force; his fist couldn't clench, almost devoid of strength.
"Hey, big fool, don't rush—there's more for you later. Right now your arm is just numbed, but when this tingling feeling fades, you'll feel the pain this arm brings. You'll hardly want to keep that arm, haha!" Lin Mu laughed heartily, as if unaffected, experiencing no pressure from the punch.
"You…" Chen Qinghai's expression now finally showed a hint of undisguisable terror. He knew how much strength he'd put into that punch. Could Lin Mu's Divine Power really be so terrifying that he felt no pain?
But Lin Mu's expression indeed showed no sign of feeling anything, as if nothing had happened. Looking at himself, his arm could hardly exert any force, and as Lin Mu said, it started to hurt!
At this point, Chen Qinghai wasn't just experiencing arm pain—there was a deeper sense of despair. How did he end up so unlucky, facing such a formidable master like Lin Mu? His Bronze Hard Skill had reached its peak, yet against Lin Mu, it seemed feeble, easily defeated.
Chen Qinghai finally realized how naive his earlier thoughts had been—naively laughable. "Oh…" A sharp wave of pain hit again, his arm felt increasingly painful, a heart-piercing agony, sweat like beans started dripping from his forehead!
Lin Mu stood in place, suddenly sensing a cold rush as Lu Yifeng darted in from the side.
With a bang, Lin Mu, not wanting to waste time, responded to Lu Yifeng charging at him with a swift kick. The opponent leapt, seemingly trying to catch Lin Mu by surprise, but Lin Mu seemed to have anticipated this. Before Lu Yifeng even landed, Lin Mu kicked him flying!
Again came a dull thud, as Lu Yifeng landed heavily on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Hu Jianchun, Chen Qinghai, and Lu Yifeng had all lost their ability to resist, unable to muster the strength for a fight.
The trio looked at Lin Mu with expressions of defeat—no trace of their earlier bravado. Hu Jianchun clutched his chest, rising from a seat, facing Lin Mu, "We're beaten; do as you wish—kill us or spare us."
"Hmph, with trash like you, do you think you deserve my effort?" Lin Mu sneered, then looked at Huo Yanggen, "Sect Leader Huo, I'll leave them to you. Deal with them as you see fit. I've said it before—those who don't submit, either roll out or die. Okay, that's what I meant. And tonight's Underground Alliance meeting, prepare well; I'll be there!"
"Understood, Boss Lin!" Huo Yanggen nodded.
Lin Mu waved his hand and then left, believing Huo Yanggen would manage well.
Lin Mu exited the Yong Chun Boxing School, unsure where to go. It was still early; the Underground Alliance meeting was at night. Before it got dark, where could he pass the time? Just as Lin Mu was contemplating, his pocket phone rang.
Lin Mu glanced at his phone and couldn't help but smile. The caller was nurse Luo Aimiao. What prompted this girl to call him?
"Rascal, where are you?"
As soon as Lin Mu answered the phone, the sweet yet forceful voice of nurse Luo Aimiao came through.
"Uh... Miss, I haven't acted out around you yet, don't ruin my reputation, haha. But I was just thinking of fooling around at your place!" Lin Mu said gloomily.
"Rascal, doing nothing serious all day, huh? Now, are you free?"
"Hehe, if you need me, I'm definitely free. So, do you want me to sleep with you or bathe with you?" Lin Mu replied without seriousness.
"Hmph, you say you're not a rascal." Nurse Luo Aimiao snorted lightly, then said, "Get to the hospital; need to discuss something with you."
"What's up? Can't you tell me?" Lin Mu asked, puzzled.
"Why so much nonsense? Hurry!" Luo Aimiao urged.
"Alright, I'll drive over right away!"
Lin Mu hung up and drove to Flying Dragon Hospital. Ten minutes later, he arrived, got out of the car, and went directly to the high-level VIP ward in the inpatient department, which was the nurse's room.
"Hey, kid!" Lin Mu didn't knock, just pushed the door open and walked in.