Slow movements?
Sorry, I rely on brute force, not speed.
Momentary brain blank, lost ability to think?
Haha, you talk as if Darul could think in the first place.
Xia Weibao didn't know what to say, being without intelligence isn't entirely a bad thing...
Bang!
Bassong's disciple threw a punch, Darul extended his hand and forcefully caught it.
I might not have any skills, but I sure have strength!
Punched multiple times, and it's nothing.
Bassong's disciple was shocked, how could this be!
There's clearly poison in the gloves, how is this wooden man okay!
Unconvinced, Bassong's disciple threw several more punches, all of which were caught.
Bassong leaned forward, disbelief written all over his face.
What's going on, were the gloves unpoisoned?
"Why are you okay!" Bassong's disciple exclaimed.
Darul grinned, "Should I be?"
"You caught so many punches, how can you be okay!" Bassong's disciple asked fiercely.
Darul paused, "How many punches? I don't know."
