Chapter 133: Seventy-Two Stances of Tan's Leg Skills_1
Translator: 549690339
Tan Li's kick was about to connect with Qin Feng's leg, but Qin Feng had no reaction whatsoever.
Wu Qianqian thought that Qin Feng, this dumbass, was too slow to react because Qin Feng didn't understand Martial Tao at all and was just an utterly useless dumbass.
Tan Li only needed one toe to pummel him into shit.
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, Tan Li's kick landed solidly on Qin Feng's leg.
Then.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
Tan Li, holding his nearly swollen right foot, wailed in pain as he rolled on the ground.
Wu Qianqian was dumbfounded, freezing in place.
However, she quickly snapped out of it and threw herself onto Tan Li. While massaging his foot, she asked worriedly, "Brother Li, are you all right?"
"Damn it, this jerk tricked me! He must have strapped a steel pipe to his leg. I kicked right onto it and fell for his trap. It hurts like hell."
Of course, Tan Li knew that there wasn't a steel pipe strapped to Qin Feng's leg.