In the silent forest, aside from Mu Fan's indifferent mocking voice echoing, there were no other sounds.
Mu Fan continued to quietly gaze at the canopy overhead.
He wasn't making any futile moves.
Because he could confirm that he had indeed hit the enemy just now.
Even when his eyes almost couldn't believe it, he would still trust his instincts completely.
"You really have... quite some brute strength, hehe."
A strange voice came from Mu Fan's left side, getting faster and closer.
But Mu Fan's waist twisted sharply to the right, his bones cracking loudly, his right hand extended flat, fingers spread wide.
Bam!
A thick brown vine struck silently and heavily in the air.
The giant vine nearly the thickness of an arm landed heavily in Mu Fan's palm.
Yet it did not manage to whip Mu Fan away as intended, instead, it was firmly gripped by his fingers.
That chilling gaze looked toward the depths of the forest on the right.
"Is this all you've got?"
