The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 801: How Is This Possible (First Update)

Because of the added gravity, the speed of Zhang Fan’s slap was several times slower than before.

For Zhang Fan, it was as if he was performing a slow-motion action, but a light flickered in his eyes.

With this slap, unlike before, as soon as his hand reached out, Zhang Fan felt the oppression of gravity.

This oppression spread throughout his body.

As a result, Zhang Fan’s slap appeared extremely strenuous in the eyes of Li Yu and his group.

Watching this scene, Li Yu, Jiang Min’er, and their group of eight rolled their eyes.

The acting skills of the boss were simply unparalleled, was it really necessary to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger against such a weakling?

However, they didn’t know that this time, Zhang Fan wasn’t pretending at all!

He couldn’t even if he wanted to!

This speed was already the limit for him at the moment.

At the same time, Yang Wentai watched this scene and immediately a look of disdain spread across his face.

"Heh, daring to say you find me unpleasant? Trash! I’ll show you what a true elite from the military looks like."

As he spoke, Yang Wentai raised his hand and reached straight for the hand that Zhang Fan had slapped out with.

"Hmph, dare to hit me, I’ll break your claws!" Yang Wentai coldly snorted, his eyes bursting with a fierce light.

Liang Qi, who saw this scene, immediately shouted, "Please be merciful, that’s an instructor there."

No matter what, Liang Qi firmly believed in one principle, that the decisions made by those above were definitely correct.

Moreover, they had encountered individuals from outside the regular system coming to teach them things before.

This wasn’t the first time!

If they injured an instructor invited by the superiors, it would really blow up into a big issue.

They might all end up being punished as well!

And that guy called Zhang Fan, with a casual glance, was obviously a weakling, with such slow speed, who was he trying to hit?

Yang Wentai sneered and said, "Heh, what does it matter if he’s an instructor? He accepted my challenge, so he must pay the price; it’s not like I’m the one stirring up trouble unnecessarily."

As he spoke, Yang Wentai’s right hand turned into a claw and firmly grasped Zhang Fan’s wrist.

Instantly, he exerted all his strength, intending to twist Zhang Fan’s wrist off.

But in the next moment, his eyes bulged in shock.

Impossible!

Unable to twist it? That can’t be!

Immediately, the muscles on Yang Wentai’s arms bulged visibly.

At that moment, he exerted all the strength in his body.

However, in the next moment, every pore in his body began to tremble.

At this time, his feeling was that Zhang Fan’s hand was like a steel rod, immovable no matter how hard he tried.

At the same time, the savage strength coming from Zhang Fan’s hand caused his scalp to explode.

Such powerful strength!

At this moment, one thought dominated his mind.

Unmatchable!

It was as if a Taishan mountain was rolling towards him, leaving him with no power to resist.

Like an ant trying to shake a tree!

Yang Wentai’s eyes suddenly filled with fear.

If that slap landed on his face, what would happen?

Wouldn’t his head just burst open?

Thinking of this terrifying outcome, Yang Wentai’s heart completely panicked. He immediately let go and leaned back, moving his feet quickly. He couldn’t let that slap land on his face.

"Tch, Yang Wentai, are you capable or not? Why dodge, just take him down," someone said with disdain.

Damn it, just a moment ago you called him trash, yet you chickened out before even fighting properly? You’re losing face for all of us!

What kind of crap is this?

"Heh, dodging? If it were me, I’d just punch him so hard that even his mother wouldn’t recognize him," another person also sneered.

Fucking hell, with such a loser appearance, you still dare to covet that adorable extreme Lolita goddess? That’s literally asking for death.

However, at this very moment, listening to these words, Yang Wentai felt murderous.

You bastards, have the guts to come at me.

Do you assholes even know, this guy in front of you isn’t human.

Shit, I used all my strength and still couldn’t budge his wrist in the slightest. The power in his hands is like a fucking freight truck rolling over.

At that moment, Zhang Fan’s lips stretched into a most brilliant smile, suddenly showing up on his face.

Seeing this, Li Yu and the others felt tingles on their scalps.

Because back in the hellish training camp, whenever Zhang Fan wanted to screw someone over, this was how he looked.

Smiling radiantly, as if he were completely harmless.

But Li Yu and his group started muttering to themselves.

Boss, seriously, what’s with this slow act? Playing cat and mouse?

Just slap this moron away and be done with it!

Stop dawdling!

"Putting on airs and now you want to run?"

Zhang Fan’s voice fell on Yang Wentai’s ears like a curse.

But soon after, he steadied his nerves.

With such slow speed, no matter how strong you are, you still can’t hit me.

With that thought, Yang Wentai’s expression eased a bit, but in the next moment, all his muscles tensed up.

Huh? Why can’t I pull my left foot out?

He suddenly looked down at his feet.

The next moment, his scalp tingled.

He saw Zhang Fan’s foot, not knowing when it had already stepped on the top of his own.

Like a huge boulder, pressing down on his foot, making him unable to move in the slightest.

And in the next instant, Zhang Fan’s left hand appeared in front of his face.

The seemingly slow hand terrified Yang Wentai completely.

"Don’t!"

A voice full of terror burst from the depths of Yang Wentai’s throat.

Having witnessed Zhang Fan’s strength, he was utterly scared to imagine what consequences this slap would have on his face.

"Sorry, I’ve got OCD, asymmetry really bothers me," Zhang Fan smirked, and the next moment, his left hand landed on Yang Wentai’s face.

"Pff!"

A sound that should have been a crisp slap instead turned incredibly dull at that moment.

The noise was as if a truck had suddenly crashed into Yang Wentai’s face.

Yang Wentai felt his mind go blank and the next moment, his eyes rolled back as he fainted!

At the same moment, Zhang Fan released the foot he had been stepping on, and right then, Yang Wentai’s body flew out.

From his mouth, two bloody teeth soared out, drawing a startling arc in the air.

Seeing this scene, Liang Qi and the others were rooted to the spot.

Their eyes, fixed on the flying Yang Wentai, were filled with extreme fear!

They knew all too well how strong Yang Wentai was, an elite in the military and their equal.

But what about now? He was slapped and sent flying by someone?

How is that possible!

"Thump!"

Yang Wentai’s body crashed heavily onto the ground, without a twitch.

Watching this scene, Liang Qi and the others were even more horrified.

Damn, Yang Wentai got knocked out by that kid with a single slap?

How is that possible!

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