Supreme Mars

Chapter 1315 One Move to Stop the Enemy

"Bang!"

The wood was broken by his kick, and the broken wood flew up to the ceiling and came down again

with a whistle.

Seeing the broken wood fall, the people of Pompeii scrambled out of the way, cursing under their

breath.

"Good!"

The people of Toyo cheered loudly and applauded hard.

On the Pompeii side, they fell silent and sighed in their hearts.

With that, Zoteng walked up to Leo's front with a look of contempt.

Leo put his hands behind his back, looked at Zoteng with a smile, "You are good."

Zoteng set up a stance, his hands spread, half crouched, and coldly shouted, "Leo, I will beat you into

a cripple today, let you lie on the bed for life, kill!"

He then slashed his palm at Leo's head, the sound of his palm scraping up the air was powerful and

resounding.

Leo still had his hands behind his back, he moved his legs lightly and easily dodged the palm.

Zoteng's palm missed and his left palm slashed at Leo's face again, which Leo again easily dodged

with his head down.

But Leo still had his hands behind his back, his posture still arrogant.

This angered Zoteng and he slashed Leo like crazy with both hands, up and down, left and right, front

and back, like an electric fan, slashing like crazy!

Leo never fought back, but kept dodging, his body posture was ghostly, dodging and moving with ease.

When the people of Pompeii saw that Leo's body was unusually agile, easily dodging Zoteng's wild

storm of blows, they whispered.

"Commander of Wyverns is really a master, facing the terrifying Iron Sand Palm, he is so indulgent and

calm, and his hands are behind his back."

"Yes, Commander of Wyverns is so calm, he is simply a god, who wants to see how mediocre people

put on a show in front of him!"

"Yes, Commander of Wyverns only treats such a vulgar man with molestation!"

"Yes, Commander of Wyverns hasn't made a move yet, once he does, one move will have the fatty

lying dead." This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"Yeah, molest him ..."

"Hahaha..."

The people of Pompeii took out their mobile phones and recorded videos frequently.

Zoteng and his men noticed that something was not right, as Leo never made a move, while Zoteng

was like an ant on a hot pot, frenziedly slashing and breaking.

Due to the intense physical exertion, Zoteng was drenched in sweat and panting for breath.

To put it bluntly, Leo could have knocked Zoteng off his feet in an instant with a single move.

So a few of Zoteng and his men spoke up softly.

"Captain, hurry up and tell Zoteng to take a rest, otherwise it's over!"

"Yes, Zoteng is at the stage of lingering."

"Tell Zoten to take a break, let's replace him."

The tall, strong man was Muda Kojilo, who immediately yelled, "Zoteng, get your ass back here, you

call that fighting? You are fooling around!"

At that, Zoteng immediately shouted at Leo, "Stop! No more fighting." However, his hands clasped his

fists.

Leo put his hands back and laughed, "I haven't even made a move yet, but you kept hitting me, now

you call it stop?"

"Hahaha..."

At these words, the Pompeii people laughed from ear to ear.

Zoteng's face was white as he pointed at Leo and panted, "Fight the hell! You're not making a move?

You want to tire me out? I ... I will have a drink and rest first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Leo laughed, "Okay! No problem."

"Hahaha ..."

The crowd laughed again.

"Master, drink water."

At this time Cecil handed over a bottle of water to Leo.

Nadine was stunned and asked Leo in shock, "Young Master, your disciple is from a foreign country, it

is funny!"

Leo laughed, "Well, according to reason, he and I are friends who had been in distress together."

At that, Nadine shook hands solemnly with Cecil, "My name is Nadine, nice to meet you!"

Cecil was flattered to shake hands with Nadine, "My name is Cecil."

Leo said with a smile, "Nadine, Cecil is only eighteen years old this year, though he is tall and strong,

he's just mature."

Nadine giggled.

Zoteng walked to his team and the captain, Muda Kojilo, handed him a bottle of water and towel, "Take

a break, can you still fight? If you can't fight, I'll replace you."

"I can! Why not? Leo is not my opponent!"

Zoteng said with bared teeth as he sipped his water.

"Well then, Zoteng, you must have flexible application of tactics, don't attack blindly." Muda Kojilo said

cautiously.

"Understood! I've got experience now." Zoteng said as he dropped the empty bottle and wiped his wet

mouth.

Zoteng strutted over to Leo again and said with a contemptuous face, "Leo, I'm warning you, if you

keep fucking dodging and not fighting back, we won't be able to fight."

Leo laughed, "OK, I'll fight back this time!"

Zoteng flew up and kicked Leo towards his waist with such force that it was like a vicious iron bar

sweeping over.

At the same time, Leo rose up in the air and dodged his kick, then Leo struck Zoteng's face with a right

hook.

"Bang"!

Zoteng screamed in agony as he staggered backwards a few steps, covering his face.

The moment Leo landed on the ground, he took a lunge with his left foot and landed another heavy

punch with his right hand on Zoteng's stomach.

With a hard punch to the gut, Zoteng's stomach rolled as if bursting and was knocked several feet

away by the force of Leo's huge Tiger Bashing Fist.

With a thud, he fell unconscious at the feet of Captain Muda Kojilo.

Muda Kojilo and others were dumbfounded and in disbelief.

"Good!"

The people on the Pompeii side cheered and shouted.

"Commander of Wyverns is a god, and once a god is angry, he destroys everything instantly!"

"This fatty finally lay down, never to boast again!"

"What kind of kung fu did our Commander of Wyverns just use? It is so impressive!"

"I think what Commander of Wyverns used was the Tiger Bashing Fist! The Tiger Bashing Fist can tear

tigers and leopards with its hands and crush rocks into ashes."

"Wow, this fist technique is powerful!"

"Fatty's Iron Sand Palm has turned into a Mud Sand Palm."

...

A few samurai from Toyo fumed for a moment and then after looking at each other, another expert was

selected.

This man was about thirty years old, he had long hair and a white face, and he was not tall or short.

Although he was not strong, he was not wimpy.

He wore a black kimono and said to Leo with a smile, "Bro, my name is Harper, I think you are okay, it's

just a pity that fat man is too fat and not flexible enough, otherwise you would definitely not be a match

for the Iron Sand Palm!"