This kid is a genius.
Both Zhu Fan and Kawashima, facing the powerful blow before them, had only admiration in their hearts for Xiaofan.
This kid is definitely a battle genius.
His agile movements, powerful yet discreet attack force, every move devoid of flashiness, striking just perfectly each time.
'Bang.'
As the palms met, Kawashima staggered back five steps before stopping, looking at Xiaofan with amazement.
"How was that? Surprised enough?"
"Good kid. If it weren't for Zhu Fan's impatience, if he had held back for two years, this old man would've been powerless against you." With those words, Kawashima gathered his strength again, rushing at Xiaofan.
"Hey, don't play dead. I can't handle him on my own," Xiaofan whispered, then staggered to dodge Kawashima's sharp attack.
"Damn it, I'm the boss of Red Butterfly, and yet I'm being ordered around by this kid," Zhu Fan muttered a low curse but didn't deny what Xiaofan said was true.
