Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 890 - 240: The First Wave of Sensation! Muscle Collides with Muscle! _5

Slap!

"You dumbass, have you figured out what just happened now?" Yan Dalong scowled, slapping the back of his brother’s head; this slap seemed to truly jog Yan Dahu’s memory about a few things.

So much so that the once bewildered expression on Yan Dahu’s face gradually shifted into one of astonishment and stupor: "I think I remember now, I... got knocked out?"

"Yikes!" Even Yan Dahu himself couldn’t help but gasp: "Back when I was surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, I never passed out. How could I just faint like that?"

His brain had gone numb! When had he become so weak? Too much to drink? Or too much to eat?

"Stop racking your brain over there. With your smarts, you won’t figure anything out. The only fact now is that you’re no match for Brother Fan Wu, who knocked you out in just two moves." Despite speaking the truth, Yan Dalong’s words cut deep into Yan Dahu’s chest like knives.

Yan Dahu quickly scrambled to his feet, rubbing his abdomen and enduring the throbbing pain from his temples: "That shouldn’t be... How could this happen? How could I so easily pass out?"

Then he looked up at Fan Wu in front of him and couldn’t help but swallow his saliva in secret.

"Do we need to continue the remaining eight moves?" Then Yan Dahu heard Fan Wu ask such a question.

"No... no need." Yan Dahu shuddered uncontrollably, not wanting to endure any more of those heavy blows. He felt that if he took a couple more, he might actually lose his life—not jokingly; every punch from Brother Fan Wu felt like it was straight targeting his very life.

In short, faced with Fan Wu... Yan Dahu actually cowered!

In his whole life, he had never backed down, but today, he did.

There was no choice; the sheer psychological shadow that Fan Wu cast over him in just those two moves was too immense! Only those who truly stood against Fan Wu and exchanged blows could understand Yan Dahu’s state of mind and feel the shock, desperation, and disbelief he experienced at the time.

"I yield, completely and utterly!" Yan Dahu awkwardly bowed with clasped hands to Fan Wu, not wanting to continue the sparring. He felt that continuing to spar with such a beast would only bring pain upon himself.

"Goddamn it! My brother always talked about how there’s always someone better out there, and only now do I fully understand the meaning of those words." Yan Dahu was thoroughly convinced, both in heart and in word.

He looked down, noticed the dirt on his clothes, and then promptly stripped them off with distaste, exposing his well-defined muscles.

Casually tossing aside his clothes, Yan Dahu declared boldly: "Brother Fan Wu, rest assured, we two brothers always keep our word! Since we’ve already promised Brother Fan Wu, then... even if there’s a mountain of blades or a sea of flames ahead, we must take you through it!"

"Let’s go! Hahaha! Let’s keep drinking; I haven’t even had my fill yet!" Though Yan Dahu was simple-minded, he wasn’t one to take a beating. He awkwardly steered the topic away from the spar.

When Fan Wu and the others returned to the inn,

Crowds bustled through the streets, and they couldn’t help but exchange looks with one another, seeing disbelief and bemusement written all over their faces. Who would have expected such an outcome?

Who would have thought that one of the infamous mad brothers could be knocked out so easily?

Goodness gracious!

The very thought was as unbelievable as if they were dreaming!

While Fan Wu and company were enjoying their meat and drink inside the inn... word of the incident spread like a storm through Kaihai County. Everyone in Kaihai County, from the locals to the newcomers, had heard about it.

The first reaction of those who learned about it was disbelief, finding it hard to accept such an event. After all, to many people, the brothers were nearly invincible; even the local authorities were helpless against them.

And now they were told that someone managed to knock out one of the brothers who even the officials couldn’t handle? Could they believe it?

But... if only one or two people spread such news, it might be considered a rumor. What about one or two dozen people? Or one or two hundred? Even one or two thousand?

Those who were skeptical, as the news spread wider and wider, also began to waver.

With so many people talking about it, and everyone sounding so earnest, then it must be true, right?

"Yikes! Goodness gracious... that Yan Dahu got knocked out by an outsider named Fan Wu? Who is this Fan Wu, and where did he come from? He actually managed to knock out Yan Dahu; isn’t that preposterous? How long did they fight? What? They only sparred four moves?"

"And among those four moves... two were Yan Dahu’s, and the remaining two were Fan Wu’s. Meaning, Fan Wu knocked out Yan Dahu with just two moves. Had it not been for Yan Dalong reviving him with a slap, he would’ve probably stayed unconscious for several more hours!"