137: Chapter 137 Oh? This old man can predict the future?

"Th-this... how is this possible?"

"Even a Tier 6 Grandmaster wouldn't be without any flaws!"

"What kind of monster is this kid? Or is he wearing a suit of divine artifacts?"

Principal Pang Ban suppressed the shock in his heart and consoled himself:

"It's fine, no weak points is fine."

"As long as I can predict his movements, I will remain invincible!"

He focused his mind again, concentrating his attention on the Faceless Man's muscle exertion points.

Just then.

[Internal Chat Group]

[Right Hand (somewhat puzzled)]:

"This old man has been staring at me for a long time."

"His gaze is weird, like he wants to see right through me."

"So disgusting."

"Brain, can we punch him? Make him stop looking."

[Brain]:

"Approved."

"Go easy, don't kill him, just make his nose bleed."

In reality.

A red light suddenly flashed in Principal Pang Ban's eyes.

He discovered that the Faceless Man's right deltoid muscle had slightly contracted!

The opponent's biceps were also beginning to swell!

Predicted move: Right straight punch!

Principal Pang Ban was ecstatic: "I've seen through you!"

"I'll dodge!"

Principal Pang Ban confidently began to tilt his head to the left.

However.

The plan was perfect, but reality was harsh.

His Brain reacted, and his eyes saw it.

But...

The Faceless Man's fist was even faster than he had anticipated!

That was pure speed that transcended biological limits!

Principal Pang Ban's head had only tilted one millimeter.

"Bang!!!"

A sandbag-sized fist had already landed solidly on the bridge of his nose.

"Ugh!"

Principal Pang Ban felt stars dancing before his eyes, and the whole world was spinning.

His pride and joy, the protective Qi, was instantly pierced through as if it were made of paper.

His entire body was knocked backward by this punch, his feet leaving the ground, tracing an ungraceful arc in the air before he landed sprawled out in the mud.

The whole scene: "..."

Teacher Shen Qing covered her eyes in pain.

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan and Commander Qiu Wanhe also had strange expressions on their faces.

What happened to the "Absolute Prediction"?

What happened to "backing you up"?

It hasn't even been a second, and he's already been sent flying by a punch?

One second later.

Principal Pang Ban did a carp flip, springing up from the ground with extreme speed.

With two nostrils gushing blood and black circles under his eyes, he still tried hard to maintain the demeanor of a Grandmaster.

He wiped his nosebleed with his sleeve in an extremely dashing manner, waved his hand at the two shocked people behind him, and said with a calm face:

"Ahem!"

"I was careless."

"I forgot to put in my shoe inserts before leaving, didn't stand steady."

"This kid... really has some brute strength. It seems I underestimated the enemy."

Principal Pang Ban took a deep breath and got into position again, his eyes becoming more serious than ever:

"Again!"

"That was an accident!"

"My two brothers, back me up! This time, I'm going to get serious!"

He activated Deconstruction of All Things again, and once again discovered the movement trajectory of the Qi and blood in the opponent's body.

This time, it was a kick!

Principal Pang Ban sneered in his heart: "I won't make the same mistake twice! This time, I'll predict it in advance!"

The moment before the Faceless Man lifted his leg, he had already begun to dodge sideways, his hands even prepared for a leg-tackle.

"I'll dodge!"

However.

[Legs (excited)]:

"Oh? This old man can even predict moves?"

"Then I'll... accelerate! And accelerate again!"

In reality.

Principal Pang Ban's body had just made half of its dodging motion.

A large foot wearing a cheap sneaker, as if teleporting, ignored the distance of space and time and appeared directly in front of his face!

Getting bigger and bigger!

Getting closer and closer!

The tread pattern on the sole was clearly visible!

Principal Pang Ban discovered with horror that no matter how he dodged, that foot seemed to have GPS, always locking onto his face!

"No!!!"

"Bang!!!"

A loud noise even duller than before.

Principal Pang Ban was hit head-on like he was struck by a speeding truck, flying backward for over ten meters before slamming heavily into a pile of mud.

When he struggled to climb up again.

Everyone was silent.

Because on that once majestic old face, there was now a clearly imprinted shoeprint.

Principal Pang Ban stood in the wind with the shoeprint, completely dazed.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Where is my invincible prediction?

Where is my dignity as a Tier 5 Grandmaster?

The cold wind blew, swirling up a few withered yellow leaves that stuck to Principal Pang's old face with the shoeprint.

Principal Pang reached out to remove the leaves, not rushing to charge again.

He touched the bridge of his nose, which was still aching, and rubbed his old waist that felt like it was falling apart; his overheated Brain was finally kicked into calmness by that blow.

"That's not right..."

Principal Pang's shrewd little eyes darted around, his gaze sweeping toward Grandmaster Li Kuanglan and Commander Qiu Wanhe, who were waiting on the sidelines.

"It was clearly that brute Grandmaster Li Kuanglan who shouted about fighting and killing first, and Commander Qiu Wanhe who wanted to arrest him first."

"How did it end up with me being the only one getting beaten up in the front?"

Damn it, those two guys got me worked up earlier!

A realization called "I'm a big sucker" instantly flooded Principal Pang Ban's heart.

"Ahem, my two brothers, I might not be in good form today, I'm not usually like this!"

"This kid has formidable means, I'm afraid his strength is not below the three of us. Why don't you two brothers attack together this time, and I'll back you up from the side!"

The so-called "backing up" was just hiding far away and shouting "666".

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan and Commander Qiu Wanhe looked at each other.

Although they felt Principal Pang's excuse was a bit weak, seeing the clear shoeprint on Principal Pang Ban's face, they expressed understanding.

After all, he is the Principal, face still has to be given.

Besides...

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan gripped the giant sword in his hand tightly, his eyes boiling with fighting spirit.

As the "Mad Sword" of the Shenhai War Zone, he believed in extreme fighting spirit!

Especially when encountering a powerful opponent!

"Hmph! Brother Pang, go take a rest."

"Watch me break him with one sword!"

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan took a step forward, his momentum like a rainbow.

"Hum—!"

The black giant sword behind him shot into the sky, transforming into a terrifying sword shadow dozens of meters long, with sword Qi crisscrossing, as if even space was about to be torn apart!

"Faceless Man!"

"Your physical body is indeed formidable, but in front of my Abyss Splitter, all beings are equal!"

"I want to see if you can take this sword of mine!"

"Slash!!!"

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan gripped with both hands in the air and slashed down fiercely.

That hundred-meter giant sword, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and earth, descended like divine punishment, hacking down toward the Faceless Man who was still standing motionless on the spot!

Just at the moment when that terrifying sword blade was about to strike the Faceless Man's face.

The Faceless Man did not dodge, nor did he retreat.

He just slowly extended the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

Then, he nonchalantly... flicked at that heaven-destroying sword blade.

"Boom!!!!"

A loud noise, like a great bell, instantly exploded across the scene!

That hundred-meter giant sword, carrying the full-force strike of a Tier 5 Grandmaster, was actually frozen in mid-air under this finger, as if a pause button had been pressed!

Immediately after.

"Crack..."

A tiny crack appeared on the sword body.

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints: "What?"

Before he could react.

A terrifying, indescribable force of recoil surged back along the sword body!

"Boom!"

The giant sword phantom instantly shattered!

The physical giant sword, like an out-of-control fan blade, spun crazily in the air as it flew backward.

"Pfft!"

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan spat out a mouthful of blood, the recoil force cracking the web between his thumb and index finger, his feet plowing two deep trenches in the ground as he retreated a full fifty meters before barely stopping.

And that giant sword, with a "clang," stuck itself between Principal Pang's Legs, only 0.01 centimeters away from his vital parts.

Principal Pang was so scared he squeezed his Legs together, cold sweat dripping down.

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan gripped his trembling right hand, looking at the man in black in the distance whose clothes weren't even ruffled, his mentality collapsed.

One finger.

Broke his strongest sword strike?

Is this even human?