"Haha! Sorry, I never believe in foreigners' stuff! I just want myself!"
Ye Fan shook his head, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sarcastic sneer.
"You brat, I didn't expect that you are about to die, and you still dare to speak harshly here? Brother Wu! Kill him!" Zhao Dehai's face suddenly dropped, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he ordered sternly.
At this time, Wu Zhiyang nodded, and then said coldly: "Even if you don't tell me, I will kill him!"
Then, he took a step forward and shouted arrogantly at Ye Fan: "You brat, I don't want to be said that I bully young people. Now I'll give you three moves! If you can interrupt me within three moves,
Half a step and I can spare your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Dehai on the side suddenly became anxious, "Brother Wu, you bet with him like this...is it a bit rash? After all, this kid can do martial arts!"
Wu Zhiyang waved his hand and said with confidence: "I have my own sense of proportion!"
Hearing his affirmative tone, Zhao Dehai had no choice but to close his mouth, step back and stand silently, cursing Wu Zhiyang in his heart for being too impulsive, but unable to dissuade him.
Wu Zhiyang!
Don't overturn the boat! If I fail this mission, I will be too embarrassed to go back to the Zhao family!
Zhao Dehai muttered secretly in his heart.
Ye Fan stood there without fear, his eyes fixed on the arrogant and domineering Wu Zhiyang in front of him, with an indifferent smile on his lips, and then asked rather playfully: "Are you sure you want me to do three moves?"
"That's right! If you feel that three moves are a bit too few, I can give you three more moves! If you can beat me even half a step within six moves, you will win!" Wu Zhiyang looked at Ye Fan provocatively and said.
"oh?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He didn't seem to care about Wu Zhiyang's arrogance. Instead, he looked at Wu Zhiyang with interest, "I don't think it's too little, but I think it's too much! Three moves are too many. To deal with you, I can kill you with one move.
Instant kill!"
"What? Haha!" Wu Zhiyang raised his head and laughed when he heard this. He pointed at Ye Fan with his finger and said with a look of contempt: "You kid, do you know how much you weigh?
I have been practicing martial arts for almost 20 years, and you actually said that you can kill me instantly with one move? How funny! Do you think that my training for more than 20 years was in vain?"
"I don't care whether you have been practicing for twenty years or thirty years! As long as I take action, I can kill you in one move!" Ye Fan still remained calm.
After Wu Zhiyang heard these words, he suddenly became furious. He suddenly raised his voice and roared angrily: "You wanton! Brat, you can just come over here, but I want to see how you can kill him in one move."
I!"
"Then are you ready? I'm about to take action!" Ye Fan said with interest with a sneer on his lips.
"Stop talking nonsense! Take action!" Wu Zhiyang seemed a little impatient and urged angrily.
"In that case, okay! I'm going to take action!"
As these words fell, Ye Fan suddenly punched Wu Zhiyang. His movements were fast and full of power, as if he wanted to explode the surrounding air, showing a strong destructive power!
"No...not good!"
At first, Wu Zhiyang felt that Ye Fan was just mediocre, but after Ye Fan took action, he truly realized that Ye Fan had been hiding his strength before and did not use his full strength from beginning to end. Under this sudden attack, he was frightened.
gave him a jump.
However, there was no room for him to dodge at this moment, because Ye Fan's punch was too fast.
"Bang!"
A heavy sound was heard, and Ye Fan's heavy punch hit Wu Zhiyang directly. In an instant, Wu Zhiyang felt as if his internal organs had been displaced. He coughed violently and vomited blood.