Zhao Xingmo was fuming inside. However, no matter how angry he was, there was no way he could take that kick head on. Thus, he quickly sidestepped to avoid it.
It was not that he was afraid that he would be crippled by that kick but because of how humiliating it would be if he were to be kicked there!
Huala!
However, as soon as Zhao Xingmo fled to the side, Zhang Jiuxiao's fingers immediately shot for his armpit. It turned out that the attack toward his crotch was only a feint—the young man's real goal was this!
"To deduce the movement technique I would use in reaction to your kick and assault my armpit, where one of the mingmens of my movement technique is located…" Zhao Xingmo narrowed his eyes in disbelief.
The other party's finger was accurately aimed at the point where the greatest mingmen of his movement technique was located! If he were to be struck, his entire body would be numbed, resulting in a complete loss in his fighting prowess!
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