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Only he had seen clearly what happened just now.
When those seven or eight thugs charged over.
Chen Fang stood up.
His moves were graceful, his strikes were like a sword.
Each palm hit its target's vital points.
In just an instant, those henchmen had lost their ability to fight and fell to the ground, sprawled out.
And Chen Fang, without a flush in his face or shortness of breath, seemed as if nothing had happened.
"How... How is this possible?"
Zhu Xiaojiu said in fright.
After all, in his eyes, Chen Fang was merely a scholar, how could he possess such astonishing combat ability.
Chen Fang smiled slightly and said, "It seems you still don't understand me well enough, Brother Nine. Both my parents were legendary physicians, and I had mastered the meridian system by the age of eight. Hitting a few petty thieves' vital points is not too difficult, right?"
