The Barbarian Bull Divine Fist, which combined Yan Zhongxing's whole body's vigor and strength, gradually enlarged in Ye Fan's pupils.
"Damn it, we can't play any more!"
Ye Fan gritted his teeth secretly, his muscles all over his body suddenly trembled, and the fingertips of his two claws were filled with black light.
He raised his arms, tiptoed, and jumped from mid-air to Yan Zhongxing.
"The eagle eats the god, the thunder and lightning sky!"
Ye Fan's two claws joined together and stood sharply downward, like an eagle striking the sky, breaking the sky!
"Tsk!"
Ten thunderbolts one inch long flashed from Ye Fan's fingertips, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air reached the ears of all the warriors around him, causing their eardrums to ring and tremble violently.
All the family heads and elders in the attic of the ancient palace stood up in shock.
"What kind of move is that!"
As soon as Ye Fan's fingertips came into contact with Yan Zhongxing, Yan Zhongxing's entire right arm immediately withered away, the skin and muscles were scorched and turned black, and the bright red flesh and blood exploded, making it extremely ferocious and terrifying.
"This...impossible, no...no...ah!!!"
Yan Zhongxing was horrified and wanted to retreat, but Ye Fan grabbed Yan Zhongxing's arm and prevented him from moving.
At the same time, the other hand took the opportunity to raise its claws, slightly clenching its claw fist, and then struck Yan Zhongxing's chest with a sharp straight punch.
"Bang..."
Yan Zhongxing was knocked directly to the ground. The bluestone on the fighting platform fell into a deep pit, and his back was completely embedded in it, leaving only his trembling hands and feet outside.
Ye Fan jumped away and staggered to steady himself, his face already pale.
"call!"
A gust of hot wind blew by, and the fragrant red spots beside the bluestone platform dimmed, and a wisp of blue smoke floated up.
Ye Fan's breath was disordered, his hands were shaking slightly, his fingertips were dark, and there was a strong burnt smell.
There was an eerie silence around them, and as far as the eye could see, the warriors of the Sixteenth Martial Clan were dumbfounded, their expressions sluggish, as if they were petrified.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and turned to look at the stunned elders of the Tang family.
"How about it, okay, can you declare me...I won, right?" Ye Fan shook his body and said forcefully.
"...This time in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament, Ye Fan...won!"
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
A burst of weird exclamations suddenly erupted from the audience.
After Zhou Xiong's reserve team members reacted, they screamed and couldn't wait to run onto the martial arts platform and lifted Ye Fan high.
Ye Fan's hands and feet were weak and he couldn't break free at all. He could only be carried on their shoulders and walked around in a big circle.
"I...I'm about to die, let me...let me down..."
Ye Fan looked like he was about to die and murmured weakly.
However, the scene was so chaotic that Zhou Xiong and the others only thought that Ye Fan was venting his feelings and didn't take it seriously at all.
Pan Yuyan saw something was wrong with Ye Fan and shouted loudly: "Stop messing with him, put him down!"
After shouting for a while, Zhou Xiong and the others let Ye Fan go, but Ye Fan was already frothing at the mouth, and immediately collapsed after coming down.
Pan Yuyan quickly hugged him and put his arms on her shoulders to prevent him from falling.
"Thank you." Ye Fan exhaled a breath and forced a smile.
Pan Yuyan couldn't hide her surprise and asked in a low voice: "Ye Fan, where did you learn that last blow?"
"The most powerful air-controlling skill of the Eagle Special Team, I can teach you later." Ye Fan trembled with his palms and grimaced in pain.
"In the past, it would have been no problem to hit three times in a row. Now, with this move, I almost disabled my own hand... Yuyan, if you want to learn it, you have to be mentally prepared!"
Pan Yuyan looked at Ye Fan's charred fingers, then at the back of her delicate hands, and replied awkwardly: "Then I'll think about it again."
Yan Zhongxing was taken down by the Yan family's warriors for treatment.
He was defeated by Ye Fan and was seriously injured, but fortunately they were all skin injuries and were not life-threatening.
After a while, the head of the banker family led a group of heads and elders of the martial clan to the martial arts stage, and spoke a lot of official words.
Later, with the notarization of all the family warriors, he awarded the awards to the top ten warriors.
When he handed a brocade box to Pan Yunhai's hand with a smile, his heart obviously beat wildly for a while.
Pan Yunhai took the brocade box with a smile, the white beard on his face trembling with excitement.
The Pan family was proud and proud at this Baku Martial Arts Competition, and Pan Yunhai inevitably gave another acceptance speech.
Ye Fan was dizzy and didn't listen to a word.
Finally, by the time the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament came to an end, Ye Fan had already fallen asleep in Pan Yuyan's arms.
When he woke up, people had already arrived at the camping area at the foot of Zhanlong Peak.
There was a commotion outside the camp, and the laughter of Pan Yunhai and Boss Pan was extremely loud. It was clear that they were dealing with the heads and elders of other families.
"you're awake?"
Suddenly, Pan Yuyan's soft words came from beside her, "Do you want to drink some water?"
"good."
Ye Fanqiang propped up his body and sat up. Pan Yuyan quickly picked up the water glass and gently fed him to drink.
After taking a few sips, Ye Fan was a little surprised, "Yu Yan, you can actually serve others?"
"Humph, you think I am willing!" Pan Yuyan rolled her eyes, "There are waves of people coming outside, all here to congratulate you. We are husband and wife in the Pan family, so naturally we have to stay in the tent to take care of you.
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"Then I have to cherish it."
Ye Fan smiled and looked down. He saw that his hands were wrapped like mummies. His palms were cool and comfortable. It was obvious that he had applied good repair medicine.
Pan Yuyan helped Ye Fan sit up, brought food from the side, and took a spoon, feeding him one spoonful at a time.
Ye Fan smelled the aroma of rice and felt hungry. He was about to open his mouth and asked quickly: "Isn't this sent by the dealer?"
"Don't worry, we brought it ourselves." Pan Yuyan rolled her eyes at him, "It's not poisonous to eat yours!"
"That's good."
Ye Fan chewed quickly one bite at a time and devoured it for a while.
Pan Yuyan's hand speed could hardly keep up with his eating speed. While scolding him for "reincarnation as a starving ghost", she advised him to "eat slowly and don't choke."
Ye Fan ate the meal for three people and then patted his belly happily.
Pan Yuyan poured him a glass of water, fed him, and then sat by the bed without saying a word.
Ye Fan lay back on the bed, looked at his two bandaged palms, and said bitterly: "Since I came here, I have been injured every now and then. It seems that I have to offer a Buddha statue when I go home.
Bless you and stay safe."
"Deserve it!"
Pan Yuyan hummed expressionlessly, then took a deep look at Ye Fan, "We will go back tomorrow morning."
"Well, I've been out for four or five days. I haven't held my baby girl in my arms for a long time. I miss her so much." Ye Fan smiled, "Do you know how cute my little princess is!"
Pan Yuyan let out a long sigh, pursed her lips and continued to think.
The atmosphere in the camp was a bit strange. Listening to the noise outside, Ye Fan suddenly smiled and said, "Miss Yuyan, do we still have a bet?"
"Um?"
Pan Yuyan's face turned red suddenly, she clenched her pink fists tightly, and scolded in a low voice: "There are so many people here, even if...even if you want to perform, you have to...find a place where no one is around!"
"Okay, just admit it." Ye Fan laughed, and then nodded his cheek: "But it should be okay to collect some interest first, right? If you regret it next time, I won't get nothing.
Not available."
"You want me to kiss you right now?" Pan Yuyan's beautiful eyes were startled, "Isn't our bet just to kiss you on the mouth?"
"Sister, our bet is your first kiss!" Ye Fan smiled mischievously, "A first kiss is a lot more important. It can't be done with just a kiss. Don't you want to regret it?"
"No... no, who said I regretted it?" Pan Yuyanxiu's face turned red, and she showed a coquettish look like a little woman.
She thought for a while, seemed to have made a great determination, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Just kiss me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Yuyan turned around, hugged Mark's head, and kissed his face heavily with her red lips.
Ye Fan was caught off guard and felt his face being pressed tightly by soft lips, which was cold and very comfortable.
Although Pan Yuyan is engaged, strictly speaking she has never been in a relationship, and she has rarely contacted her fiancé.
This kiss made her feel like she was on a battlefield, the kiss was so hard that her delicate body was trembling slightly because of the tension.
"Sister, you're almost done. If you keep kissing me, strawberries will grow on my face." Ye Fan said bitterly.
Unexpectedly, before Pan Yuyan could stop, the curtain door of the tent was suddenly lifted, and Pan Yunhai walked into the tent with several heads and elders of the Wu clan.
"Daughter, is our son-in-law awake? These guys... ugh!"
Suddenly, several old men at the door were stunned.
Pan Yuyan and Ye Fan turned around, feeling embarrassed.
"Oh, Dad, why didn't you knock on the door when you came in!" Pan Yuyan was so embarrassed that she quickly pushed Ye Fan away, then turned back with her face covered, as if she was very angry.
Pan Yunhai's face turned dark instantly.
Knock on the door. I’m knocking on your sister’s door. This is a tent. Is there a door?
Ye Fan panicked under Pan Yunhai's sharp eyes.
Originally, the kiss was just a joke between him and Pan Yuyan, but it was revealed by Lao Pan in front of his face, which made it a bit unjustifiable.
After all, the old Pan family has a serious son-in-law, and Ye Fan is just a fake who temporarily takes the blame.
Now that the fake show has come true, who knows if Pan Yunhai will cause trouble for him.
The heads of the martial clan were quite discerning. When they saw the two young men chatting with each other in the tent, they immediately pulled Pan Yunhai out with a smile.
"Senior Brother Pan, it seems that your son-in-law's injury is not very convenient. Why don't we bother you again tomorrow?"
"Yes, it's getting late. Senior Brother Pan, please go to bed early and we'll leave first!"
Pan Yunhai's eyes twitched, he exchanged polite words with several family heads, and then sent them out of the Pan family's tent area.
After a while, he turned around and came back, his face extremely gloomy.
Pan Yunhai looked at Ye Fan and Pan Yuyan, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with you two!"
Ye Fan had a guilty conscience and Pan Yuyan was so shy that she didn't dare to look at him.