Franklyn couldn't help smiling when he saw Nathan appeared on the stage.

"It seems that there are few masters in Mimar City. And the Hopp family really doesn't have many friends." Franklyn said thoughtfully. Nathan said nothing and took out both hands from his pockets, hanging casually by his side. He didn't look like a master at all.

Everyone couldn't help shaking their heads, thinking that Nathan would be beaten to death by Franklyn soon.

Everyone in the Hopp family couldn't help but tense up, especially Gerard and Carl. They felt that Nathan would have a chance to create a miracle. The two had seen Nathan's methods. After Nathan took the initiative to appear on the stage, they didn't feel that he was looking for death, but that he had a chance to win, although the chance was not great.

"I'll give you a chance to give up. I can consider showing mercy," Franklyn said.

"I'll give you a chance too. If you survive after my five moves, I'll accept you as my apprentice," Nathan said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, the people were immediately shocked.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Five moves? I think he couldn't survive Franklyn's three moves!"

"Yeah, Adrain lost to Franklyn in three moves. What kind of person is he, let Franklyn survive five moves and accept him as a disciple?"

"Although this sounds very relieving, I have to say, it is also very stupid! It is ridiculous to say it from such a person."

Everyone shook their heads one after another, thinking that Nathan had a problem talking like that to the powerful Franklyn.

Franklyn couldn't help being stunned for a while. Then his expression became gloomy.

He said coldly, "Don't go too far!"

Nathan looked at him blankly and asked, "Will you fight or not? Don't talk so much nonsense!"

"You think I've been fighting two games in a row, so I'm exhausted. Then you have an opportunity to take advantage of it?" Franklyn laughed directly.

"I can see that you have been saving your energy," Nathan replied calmly.

Franklyn sneered and said, "I didn't expect you are clever! But since you insist on courting death, then I will help you."

After saying this, Franklyn's body bent slightly.

It gave people the feeling that he was riding a horse. His spine trembled, his body undulated slightly, very agile, not as rigid as ordinary warriors.

Swoosh!

Franklyn moved, with his footsteps sticking to the ground as if stepping on the ice and gliding over. The speed was astounding. Obviously, Nathan's words made him a little uncomfortable. So he wasn't going to save energy.

In an instant, Franklyn had already come in front of Nathan, with his body turned slightly, he raised his hand to hit Nathan's abdomen hard.

"Good!" Nathan said earnestly, with his feet stretched out, his whole body stepped in a circle and slipped past Franklyn.

Franklyn's expression became serious the moment Nathan moved out this footwork, and said in a deep voice, "Cloud Grasp?”

After saying this, he stomped continuously, sprinted to the right, stomped three steps in a row, caught up with Nathan, swung his right hand, protected his chest with his left hand, and hit Nathan's temple with his fist.

Swoosh!

Nathan took a deep breath, put his right hand on the midline of his body, pulled it up, and spread it on his forehead. It happened to block Franklyn's fist.

Cloud Grasp! But why. It is so strong!

Franklyn was strong and his fist was fierce.

But at this moment, his fist was lifted by Nathan's palm. He felt a huge force bursting out of the ground as if it was going to blow his whole body into the air!

Franklyn pursed his lips and stepped forward with his right foot. While standing up, he stepped straight between Nathan's legs, swung his right hip, and bumped his knee against Nathan's thigh. Nathan didn't retreat at all. His palm suddenly fell down.

Grass Cutting?!

Franklyn was startled again. At the same time, his knee hit Nathan's thigh.

With this collision, he felt as if he had hit an iron plate. The inner thigh, which was supposed to be the softest, was as tough as steel at the moment. The collision made his knee hurt. Franklyn also heard the roar coming from Nathan's body. He was even more surprised.

This person was not only proficient in Cloud Grasp but also had strong muscles which is much better than others.

During the first few years when Nathan was in Devendill Prison, he didn't have the title of Mr. Nathan. He was thrown by his father to those vicious and tyrannical people all day long. He was pressed to the ground and beaten fiercely. After he gradually grew up, those prisoners couldn't win him. So they had to call him Mr. Nathan respectfully.

As soon as Franklyn's arm was hit by Nathan's palm, he immediately felt the pain. And he couldn't get rid of Nathan's force at all. Moreover, that strength was clear. But he felt different when he was hit. How powerful is he?

Franklyn was terrified, and instantly withdrew his hands. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he pushed Nathan away.

At this moment, Nathan stepped forward with his back foot.

At the same time, his fist hit forward. Everyone heard a bang as if a certain string was broken.

Semideath Punch?!

Franklyn was stunned.

Nathan was still using Cloud Grasp just now. But at this moment, he was clearly using the Semideath Punch from the Beast Fists.

Semideath Punch can be called a great killer of Beast Fists, which was comprehended by a master who was in prison. Because of the shackles on his body, he could only walk forward half a step when practicing boxing. After he was released from prison, he found that he was used to walking half a step. Moreover, the power of the Punch was also extraordinary.

Therefore, this master also has the title of the king of the Semideath Punch.

Franklyn's palm couldn't control Nathan's fist at all. His fist passed through Franklyn's palm and hit heavily on Franklyn's chest.

Snapped!

It was clear!

Franklyn did not fly backward, but the clothes on his chest were twisted into a ball instantly when touched by the fist, with wet water stains. The whole body trembled violently. He raised his hands, covered his chest, fell to his knees, and then bent over and fell down.

"It's a pity, it's only three moves. If you hold on to two more moves, I might be merciful and teach you," Nathan shook his hand, and said casually.

The scene in front of them stunned everyone present.

Derek couldn't help biting his tongue hard.

Franklyn was defeated by such an unknown guy?

How could there be such a master in Mimar City?

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