After hearing Ye Fan's threat, Zhou Xiong looked up to the sky and smiled bitterly.
"Brother Ye, you are counterattacking and calculating, and you are not moral!"
"Haven't you ever heard of 'all actions follow command'? Who taught the doctrine class of your reserve team? Let's see if I don't scold him to death later!"
"Assistant Professor Pan's..."
"No wonder." Ye Fan's momentum weakened and he laughed, "Forget it, let's wait until we deal with the Yan family!"
Ye Fan took three people and stopped a few meters in front of Yan Zhi and others.
At this time, Yan Zhi had already turned pale with fear, hiding behind three middle-aged people and not daring to come out.
Yan Chong bowed his hands to Ye Fan and said in a low voice: "Friend, you are very powerful. Why don't you come to us for advice?"
"I don't dare to give you advice, I just want to throw that kid off the stage." Ye Fan smacked his lips and snorted lightly: "In the Bagu Martial Arts Association, the strong are respected, so don't waste precious time with a showman like him.
quota."
Yan Chong's expression was a little solemn, "Friend, there is a fine line in being a human being, so we can meet each other easily in the future. You are a smart person, there is no need to do things to perfection."
"It's not your Yan family's turn to say this, right?" Ye Fan grinned.
"Although the Pan family and the Yan family live in the same city, the Pan family is small, so the whole family may move.
I believe that after three years, your Yan family will still not achieve anything in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament."
Yan Chong was stunned and clenched his fist slightly, "Friend, the third young master is indeed a little impulsive in doing things. But we all belong to the Sixteenth Martial Clan, and we have the same spirit..."
"Are you out of your mind?" Ye Fan suddenly laughed, "Now on the martial arts stage, what are you saying to me?
Ouch, you asked the head of the Yan family to make a promise to everyone: all the prizes won by your Yan family in this Bagu martial arts competition will belong to our Pan family.
Only then will I admit that what you said is the same thing!"
"Friend, don't be aggressive!"
Yan Chong took a deep breath and glanced slightly at the trembling face behind him.
"We were ordered to escort the third young master and we must complete the mission. Since you provoke us again and again, don't blame us, the Yan family, for being ruthless!"
Ye Fan shook his head, "Don't blame me, I'm just targeting the trash behind you. Of course, if you can fight with me on behalf of the Yan family, that's fine, I don't care!"
Yan Chong was stunned for a moment and regretted saying such words in such a scene.
Knowing that the other party is a master, you should spread his hatred to other Yan family members. Isn't this asking for trouble?
All said and done, the core children of the Yan family are not outstanding enough.
There are three sons in the direct line, the eldest one is of good standard, the other two are all good but not useful.
Yan Chong knew very well why the family asked people from their branches to participate in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament.
Because most of the direct descendants of their age hold high positions, it is impossible for them to participate in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament.
It's fine if you win, but wouldn't it be embarrassing if you lose?
The original intention of the Bagu Martial Arts Association is to train young disciples.
Being protected by masters from their branches like these can not only train the direct descendants of the clan, but also allow them to stand out in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament, improve their morale, and benefit their future martial arts.
To put it bluntly, it is actually a farce in which a group of big men from the outer sect play with a group of little kids from the inner sect.
And the reward for this farce is not small. It is said that it is a good treasure that has been passed down by the teacher for hundreds of years!
Yan Chong felt bitter in his heart and was particularly unwilling to do so.
But he has no choice!
When the main family is powerful, the only way to divide the family is to bow down and bow to the ministers. This is an unchanging tradition of all generations.
Seeing Yan Chong lower his head and say nothing, Ye Fan snorted slightly and walked straight towards them.
"Friend, since you insist on protecting this trash, I'm sorry!"
"Um?!"
Yan Chong and the other three were shocked, not daring to take advantage of Ye Fan's sharp edge, and kept retreating.
"Send the third young master to the eldest young master, I will block them!" Yan Chong turned his head and shouted, saying to the two tribesmen behind him.
"Yes, yes, yes, send me to Brother Lin!" Yanzhi shouted loudly.
Yan Chong narrowed his eyes slightly, and the muscles all over his body were beating rapidly. On his exposed arms, lines appeared, which were as tight and powerful as steel bars.
"interesting!"
Ye Fan put away his contempt, concentrated his muscle strength in his fists, stepped hard, and rushed straight towards Yan Chong.
"call!"
A strong gust of wind came towards him, Yan Chong's expression darkened to the extreme, and he quickly shouted: "Quickly!"
Behind him, two members of the Yan family grabbed Yan Zhi and quickly rushed towards the strong young man of the Yan family.
The two sides were only a dozen meters apart, and they were there in the blink of an eye.
Yan Zhi was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat and almost collapsed on the ground.
The strong young man put his hands behind his back and snorted disdainfully: "Trash!"
Generally speaking, it is very common for a family to support each other, but the three major martial arts tribes have a large number of people and fierce internal competition, and no one wants to give up the resources they can fight for.
If the brawny young man hadn't considered the friendship between his fellow clansmen, he might have knocked Yan Zhi, the good-for-nothing clan brother who occupied the seat, off the martial arts platform long ago.
Ye Fan couldn't help but admire Yan Chong when he saw that he still dared to stop him with his own strength even though he knew he was outmatched.
"Just because of your sincerity, I will let you go down with dignity."
Ye Fan smiled faintly, and the muscle layer on his fist suddenly became several times thicker, causing the air to make a "cracking" sound.
"Bang!"
Yan Chong gritted his teeth, summoned all his strength, and punched Ye Fan.
"Wow..."
In an instant, a huge force blasted Yan Chong away, causing him to fall back dozens of meters before he stabilized his steps.
"What a terrifying power!" Yan Chong looked up and saw that Ye Fan still looked relaxed and indifferent, and his heart was beating wildly.
"This son-in-law of the Pan family is definitely not a master who has reached twice the limit for the first time! With this kind of power and energy, I am afraid he has almost touched the threshold of three times the limit..."
Unexpectedly, before Yan Chong finished speaking, a surge of energy suddenly appeared in his body.
"Impossible. After retreating so far, the power has already dispersed into the ground. How can there be any remaining power?"
Yan Chong was shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale. He quickly adjusted his breath and started practicing Qi training methods, hoping to release the energy.
However, Yan Chong knew very well that with the opponent's strength, once the energy entered his body, there would be no way to resolve it within ten minutes.
It seems that the third young master is in danger!
"Well, this guy is pretty strong, but why can't he hold on after receiving a punch from me?" Ye Fan was a little surprised.
Thinking back to the fight with Pan Yunhai, the energy that the old man put into his body was more than ten times more than what he gave to Yan Chong.
But as soon as Ye Fan exhaled and inhaled, he dissolved the energy.
Now Yan Chong actually relies on meditation and breathing to resolve the problem. Isn't this too exaggerated?
How could the gap be so big between the same warriors who practiced Qi? Could it be that his strength beyond the limit was mixed with water?
Ye Fan thought hard and couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't bother to think about it and walked straight towards another group of Yan family members.
The six people here in the Yan family all look fierce.
The sturdy young man standing at the front showed no fear at all. Instead, he raised his chin high and nodded proudly to Ye Fan.
"Son-in-law of the Pan family, are you sure you want to make things difficult for us?"
"Look at what you said, it makes it seem like our Pan family is bullying your Yan family." Ye Fanpi grinned without a smile, "Hand over that long-haired boy, and let's go to the opposite side of the road. How about that?
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"Although I don't like this loser, his surname is Yan." The strong young man touched his nose, "If you want to take him away, you must first go through me, Yan Lin!"
"Easy to say."
Ye Fan nodded without changing his expression, and then his whole body's momentum surged. The muscles in his arms condensed and formed, and the lines continued to his chest and neck.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty! Yan family, Dragon Slaying Formation!"
The sturdy young man shouted lowly, and the six middle-aged men behind him rushed towards Ye Fan, forming a long dragon.
They came menacingly, using their hands as sword palms. The leader jumped up and struck down Ye Fan with two palm swords.
Ye Fan frowned and shouted to Zhou Xiong and others: "You deal with that boy from the Yan family, leave these people to me!"
"yes!"
Zhou Xiong grinned and led two reserve team members straight to Yan Lin.
With three against one, they took advantage!
Ye Fan concentrated his mind, found the middle-aged man's flaw in mid-air, and punched out.
Unexpectedly, two middle-aged men followed closely behind him. One attacked him in the middle, and the other attacked his bottom plate. They cooperated very well, and the time difference was only a fraction.
Ye Fan was startled and did not bother to counterattack. He knocked back the two men with two horizontal kicks.
However, the Yan family members in mid-air stopped in an instant, as inertia and skill pushed their strength to its peak.
Ye Fan gathered his arms to resist, and the opponent struck him with two sword strikes.
"hiss!"
Ye Fan was forced back five or six steps, his arms were sore and numb, and even the meridians and bones wrapped in layers of muscles were aching.
"If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"
Ye Fan frowned and secretly gathered his fist strength. Unexpectedly, when he raised his head, another person jumped up from the sky, and the other two attacked his middle and lower sides.
"Nima!"
Ye Fan quickly resisted and took a knife from the opponent's hand, taking several steps back.
Then, the six people took turns to go into battle, each in a group of three. The three-way offensive from the top, middle and bottom was like mercury pouring down the ground, forcing Ye Fan to retreat continuously.
Ye Fan's arms were beaten blue and red.
"Here, six ultra-limited warriors can actually force me into a panic?" Ye Fan secretly exclaimed, "We can't continue playing, otherwise Zhou Xiong will be tortured to death by that big man from the Yan family!"
At this time, Zhou Xiong and the two team members were in dire straits under Yan Lin's offensive.
Zhou Xiong never expected that this dark man with an unattractive appearance could actually have twice the ultimate strength!
Although his strength is not as powerful as that of the flower picker two months ago, he is still more than capable of dealing with the three of them.
"Brother Ye, I really can't stop you here. The eldest young master of the Yan family is so powerful. Come quickly and help me..."
Zhou Xiong's eyes almost turned green after seeing Ye Fan being beaten down by members of the Six-Yan family.