My Waste Husband

Chapter 131

The so-called overwhelming power was not only in terms of techniques but also in terms of combat awareness, which was also an absolute crushing.

Henry was attacked by three people in this narrow space that he could not dodge effectively, Even if he was kicked in the leg, it was not a big deal for him. On the contrary, the person who kicked Henry was in pain at the moment.

Of course, this was also the reason why Henry did not do his best. If Henry now wanted to kill these three people, then they had no chance to survive.

Killing people and defeating people were two completely different ways of fighting.

Once when Henry came into contact with the dark underground, he met a super master. At that time, someone asked him about how much percent he could defeat this master. Henry 's answer was that there was no chance to defeat him, but he was 70% sure that he could kill him.

This was the difference between killing people and defeating people.

For a long time, Henry had mastered the killing skill.

At this time, on the arena, Henry was completely outclassed by his strength!

After blocking the three people's attacks, Henry also started his counterattack. Compared with the three people, his counterattack was not very skillful. He gave people the feeling that there was only one word: direct!

His punch was quick and unstoppable and hit the man in front of him directly in the abdomen.

Having been punched by Henry, the young man who had just waved his fist at Henry only felt that bitter water was surging up from his stomach. His whole body couldn't use any strength, so he

naturally curled up.

Henry turned around and threw a whip kick at the man who had just attacked him in the knee and knocked him over. The last man, covering his calf, looked at Henry with a complicated look. The three brothers attacked at the same time, but not only did not cause any threat to the other party but also made the other party lose the ability to fight with the two people in an instant. Now his calf was still not enough.

After knocking down the two men in a flash, Henry did not continue to fight. He looked at the third person and asked, "Do you still want to fight?"

"Of..." The third person was just about to speak.

“Open the door! We have lost!” The middle-aged man behind Black Saber stood up and spoke in a loud voice.

The young man in front of Henry looked discouraged. Indeed, they had lost completely.

Black Saber stood up and turned around. He looked at the middle-aged man behind him and said, "Master Binbo, thank you for your help this time."

“Mr.Black Saber, this is originally a matter of our ancient Kungfu. I asked you to be a messenger in the middle, so I should be the one to thank you.” The middle-aged man said. He was wearing a black tunic suit and flat cloth shoes, and he had the demeanor of a master.

Binbo bypassed the Black Sober and walked towards the cage.

The gate was opened, and three young men came out with each other's help.

"Master..."

"Go back and rest. The opponent's strength is very strong. It's not your fault." Binbo patted the shoulders of the three people one by one, walked into the cage, and then took the initiative to close the gate. The fight between him and Henry would be the final game.

At this moment, the people had thoroughly seen how strong Henry was. Facing the attacks from the three young men, he dealt with them calmly and counterattacked them like lightning. His movements were as relaxed and natural as if he had practiced them countless times. It was like a show.

The cage door was shut. Henry and Binbo stared at each other.

With his hands behind his back, Binbo looked at Henry and said, "Young man, you have such strength at such a young age. Where did you learn?"

The corners of Henry 's mouth turned up. "Self-taught."

"What a self-taught. By right, you are also considered a genius. As a senior, I admire you very much, but your people killed my own son. In the battle just now, you had a sense of priority. You shouldn't kill people." Standing there, Binbo's voice was calm, but he was questioning.

"Hehe." Henry chuckled and said, "I know a little about what happened last time. Your son was ruthless, my people shouldn’t be blamed for killing him. If he could be like your disciples today, there would be no reason to kill him, and he would not die miserably."

Binbo did not say a word. He understood Henry's words clearly. His son's temperament was indeed somewhat wrong, but no matter what, he was still his son. How could he just sit back and watch when his son was killed like this?

Henry stopped saying anything either. Both of them just looked at each other quietly.

Binbo had just guessed that Henry was not psychical practicing but he had a strong Qi. He was going to feel how strong the young man's Qi was!

Time passed slowly, Binbo’s breathing became heavier and heavier. He had been looking at his opponent in front of him. In the beginning, he could not feel any momentum from Henry. But now, he could clearly feel that the man obviously did nothing, but standing in front of him, from a sheep to a lion! He was like a fierce beast, ready to pounce on him at any time.

Henry made a gesture of raising his hand slightly, but this small gesture gave Binbo a feeling of chest tightness.

Binbo's pupils violently contracted because he found that it was a very terrible thing. No wonder his disciple was pressed by this person's momentum and couldn't move. At that time, Bingbo was still puzzled. How could a young man have such a horrible momentum? But now he was sure that this young man didn't have momentum, but... murderous intent!

The momentum could be performed in many ways. Sharp eyes, tall physique, or the majesty that had been cultivated for a long time. This kind of momentum would make the weak unconsciously bow their heads.

However, when the murderous aura was formed, there was only one way: killing! There was not a definite number of people to be killed.

Binbo looked at the opponent in front of him. How old is he? Why does he have such a strong murderous aura that even made Binbo feel depressed!"

Binbo's breathing was heavy, and his back was sweating. Now he felt the same as the girl before. In the face of Henry 's murderous look, he felt weak in his legs and feet, and he couldn't think of any resistance in his heart. This feeling made him feel scared. Who the hell was this person! How could he give him such a strong pressure, and this pressure was still getting stronger as time went by!

The people could not tell what kind of game was going on between the two of them.

Binbo felt that at this moment, even breathing was a little difficult, and the feeling of chest tightness became more and more obvious.

Just as he was about to lose his balance, something strange happened!

An ear-piercing ringtone rang from the iron cage.

"Hello? Ah? I'm outside. With Daisy, really. Oh." Henry picked up the phone and said quickly. Then he waved his hand to the outside of the iron cage. "Daisy, come here, your sister wants to talk with you!"