Interesting.
The three of them watched as Mu Fan actually took a defensive stance; it seemed the kid wouldn't shed a tear until he saw his own coffin.
They sneered as they took attacking stances, forming a triangular encirclement.
The shortest one surged forward, delivering a fierce kick straight towards the knee.
Just a punching bag, huh?
Mu Fan's right leg twisted, his lower leg's belly facing the kick, unflinching and unyielding.
The short one's kick was powerful and vicious; at the last moment, his toes switched from inward to outward.
The force of the kick doubled instantly.
That was his sneaky killer move, lacking height and reach, he compensated well with his leg technique.
Tiny Needle Kick!
Humph, Mu Fan's upper body remained stable, taking the blow head-on.
What now?
The other two, seeing that the short one had kicked his target square, couldn't help but rejoice; however, they quickly realized that he hadn't retracted his leg for a second attack.