"Heh, let me return the favor with something you've said before—to you, one move is all it takes!"
"Hmph, keep talking while you can, because soon you'll be nothing but a dead man."
Aka was surprisingly magnanimous and didn't say much. After all, to a dead man, let him indulge in his last words.
When Li Feng heard what Aka said, he seemed to be directly amused and then, pointing at Aka, he said:
"I might not have seen your fights, but I do know that your left arm muscle is 7 centimeters thick, with about 300 kilograms of punching power. Your right hand, however, is 2 centimeters smaller than your left, with a punching power of around 220 kilograms. Clearly, your right hand has suffered a severe injury. That's why you're relying on leg techniques to attack now!"
"What… What!"
Li Feng's words struck Aka dumbfounded!
How did this guy know his own stats!
A cold glint burst forth from Aka's eyes as he said:
"You've investigated me!"
