"Really?" Ye Fan glanced at him lightly and smiled lightly: "What if I really have this strength?"
"Haha, newcomer, this will be the last joke you tell in this life!" Hans laughed loudly and walked straight to Ye Fan, "Hurry up, stand up and fight with me!"
Ye Fan ignored Hans, looked around at the other men in black robes, and said loudly: "He alone is not enough. Come on together!"
"snort……"
The other nine men in black robes all let out a low groan of disdain.
In their eyes, Ye Fan was like a clown trying to please others.
These warriors have completely become money-making tools for the Qingmen Martial Arts Arena. They show off themselves in a lowly manner while maintaining the arrogance of warriors.
Ye Fan knew very well that they didn't think it was unfair to beat one out of ten, but they simply looked down on himself as a "newcomer"!
"Is there no cure?"
Ye Fan sighed and slowly stood up.
Hans showed a ferocious smile, stretched out his big hand and grabbed Ye Fan's collar.
"New here, I'm really curious. What is the reason that gives you such blind confidence?"
"My self-confidence is never without purpose." Ye Fan shook his head, "You have lost the dignity of a warrior and are not worthy of my action."
"Yeah?"
Hans laughed loudly, lifted Ye Fan high, and then threw him into the air.
"Newcomer, I will make you regret stepping into this fighting arena! Remember, this place belongs to us, you... are not qualified at all!"
Hans showed murderous intent on his face, and while Ye Fan was falling, a thick wave of air condensed on his fist.
A master twice the limit!
Ye Fan's face was expressionless, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly: "What a pity, what a pity!"
The killing intent in Hans's eyes became heavier and heavier, and he punched the air, hitting Ye Fan's body.
“Bang!!!”
The entire martial arts arena fell silent instantly.
The wealthy people in the audience all looked annoyed.
They didn't expect that the iron-faced boy was so loud but so weak in strength.
At this level, do you dare to challenge ten special masters in a life-and-death battle? Are you looking for death?
"Crack!"
A dull crisp sound came from the martial arts arena.
Ye Fan fell to the ground amid boos.
His steps were steady, without any stumbling.
Hans kept his fist raised into the sky, and the scene was frozen, motionless.
Ye Fan stayed there for a few seconds, then suddenly walked towards Hans and patted him gently on the shoulder.
"Do you think I have the qualifications now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hans's expression suddenly changed.
His lips were pale, and cold sweat instantly overflowed his body.
"ah!!!"
Hans fell to the ground clutching his arm, howling in pain.
The remaining nine contestants were stunned immediately, and several of them jumped up with a "swish", their eyes full of astonishment.
Hans's arm looked intact on the surface, but the bones inside were all shattered into powder, and the entire arm was as soft as a noodle that could break at any time.
Suddenly, countless faint blood lines appeared on that arm.
"Bah chi...ba chi..."
Hans watched in horror as the flesh and blood on his arm peeled off bit by bit, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.
His mind was stimulated by severe pain, and he fell to the ground, twitching all over, and passed out with his head thrown back.
Blood instantly dyed the ground red.
From when Hans hit Ye Fan to when his arm was completely shattered, the whole process only took ten seconds!
The nine contestants were shocked when they witnessed Hans' tragic situation.
They couldn't believe that the man in the iron mask took a hard punch from Hans. Not only did he remain unharmed, but he broke Hans' arm into pieces.
This is definitely not something ordinary warriors can do!
Ye Fan wore an expressionless iron mask and walked towards the others step by step.
His actions caused the expressions of the other contestants to change drastically. They were like frightened birds and quickly backed away, fearfully distancing themselves from Ye Fan.
"Yuan Nan, this kid is weird!"
Several Chinese warriors quickly gathered together and stared at Ye Fan cautiously.
Normally they are competitors, but at this time, they are on the same front.
"Zhang Kai, can you tell what level of warrior he is?"
"You can't tell, there's no sign of energy in his body!"
"Damn it, this kid is definitely not simple. Where did he come from?"
Five Chinese warriors formed a group, while the remaining four foreign warriors were alone.
Ye Fan aimed at a target and walked towards him.
The man was shocked and ran away quickly.
But the next second, his eyes suddenly went dark.
"Surrender or resist?"
He saw the man in the iron mask appearing in front of him, speaking calmly.
The foreign warriors looked sad and retreated in fear.
He and Hans were equally strong in strength, and he knew that he was definitely no match for the man in the iron mask.
Mr. Lu frowned deeply on the rostrum, picked up the microphone, and said in a deep voice: "In a life-or-death battle, if you don't avoid the battle, you will die if you leave!"
Mr. Lu's voice was extremely deep and unmistakable.
After hearing this, the foreign warrior's face became paler.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The originally quiet auditorium was once again filled with noise.
They reacted from the shock and let out bursts of excited cheers.
Although they don't know why the man in the iron mask was beaten but nothing happened.
However, Hans' arm that turned into powder greatly stimulated their nerves and caused them to revel involuntarily.
The foreign warrior lowered his head, hesitated for a few seconds, and then suddenly tore off his black coat, a layer of fierce energy gathered around his body.
"In a life-and-death battle in the martial arts arena, either you die or I live!"
The foreign warrior roared, raised his fists and rushed towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan lightly glanced at Lu Shengyan on the rostrum, shook his head and hummed: "For their own selfish interests, they drive warriors to kill each other for the entertainment of the rich.
Lu Shengyan, you are not only trampling on the dignity of a warrior, but you are also challenging my bottom line!"
The foreign warriors charge quickly and fiercely, and their fists arrive in an instant.
Ye Fan turned sideways and pinched his veins with two fingers.
"Friend, I give you one last chance. Surrender to me and I will give you your freedom!"
"impossible!"
The ferocious look on the face of the foreign warrior became more and more serious, "It's a life and death battle in the martial arts arena, either you die or I live!"
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and his temples trembled slightly.
"In this case, you should die!"
Ye Fan didn't want to waste any more words, so he pinched hard with his fingertips. The foreign warrior suddenly twitched all over, foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.
Ye Fan turned around and jumped towards the next target.
This is a Muay Thai master. He is not tall, but his dark muscles are full of explosive power.
His arms were wrapped with circles of hemp rope. Seeing Ye Fan appear in front of him, his hands were shaking because of nervousness.
"Surrender or resist?"
Ye Fan is not a murderous person, he will give these innocent warriors a chance.
After all, it is not easy for them to practice martial arts.
The Muay Thai boxer's chest rose and fell violently, and he secretly looked at Mr. Lu on the podium.
Mr. Lu's face was as dark as water and he glared at him angrily.
The Muay Thai boxer's face suddenly became fierce, and his energy gathered on his knees, and he hit Ye Fan with a knee.
"In a life-and-death battle in the martial arts arena, either you die or I live!"
This is still the slogan that loses the dignity of a warrior.
Ye Fan secretly gritted his teeth and slapped the Muay Thai fighter's knee away.
Immediately, the Muay Thai boxer was thrown away, spun around in mid-air for more than ten times, and hit the ground heavily.
"Bang!"
There was a loud muffled sound and the Muay Thai boxer fainted.
His leg bone pierced his knee, and blood spurted out, splattering the surrounding ground with blood.
Ye Fan's expression became more and more serious, and he turned around and jumped towards the next target.
Who would have thought that the other party would still say, "In a life-and-death battle in the martial arts arena, either you die or I live!"
Ye Fan was filled with anger by these brainwashing words.
Even if warriors in this world and this era have entered a state of decline.
However, the dignity of a warrior still does not allow anyone to trample on it!
This time, Ye Fan didn't hold anything back, and smashed the chests of the two foreign warriors with a straight punch.
They fell to the ground, gradually losing their vitality, but their faces still had that ferocious expression.
Ye Fan did not feel sad for them, but was extremely shameless.
Since they chose this path themselves, no wonder Ye Fan is so ruthless!
Soon, three were dead and two were disabled in the martial arts arena, leaving only five Chinese warriors who were united.
Ye Fan left them until the end.
"Admit defeat!" Ye Fan stood in front of them, "I don't want to be stained with the blood of my compatriots in a place like this!"
A Chinese warrior gritted his teeth, shook his head and said: "Man in the Iron Mask, we know that your strength is enough to defeat everyone.
However, the rules of Qingmen Martial Arts Arena have always been like this, if we resist, sooner or later we will not be able to escape the word 'death'!"
"Are you really going to sacrifice your life for Qingmen?"
Ye Fan snorted lightly.
"I hope you can see clearly that Qingmen will never give up at all because of your death.
They build fighting arenas to provide excitement and fun for the rich. What they care about is money, prestige, and power!
The dignity and glory of a warrior must not be reduced to a tool to please the rich in any era!"
Ye Fan's words made the five Chinese warriors stunned, and their tense expressions relaxed a little.
"Sir, why do you come to a place like this?" the Chinese warrior asked.
Ye Fan smiled lightly, "At first it was just to investigate Qingmen, but now... I want to destroy this place directly!"
"Destroy this place?" The five Chinese warriors were suddenly stunned, "Sir, you... how do you want... to destroy it?"
"like this."
Ye Fan chuckled softly, the muscles on his body suddenly condensed, and his two arms became extremely dark, with bloody lines running through the palms.
"drink!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, a strong force surged up in his arm, and then he gathered his fist and slammed it towards the ground.
Suddenly, dense cracks appeared on the ground dozens of meters above the fighting arena.
"It's not over yet!"
Ye Fan grinned slightly, jumped back, his strength spurted out, and his fist hit the ground hard.
"Bang bang bang..."
With ten consecutive punches, the floor of the martial arts arena, which was thousands of square meters, shattered into pieces.
The five Chinese warriors suddenly felt a majestic energy surge under their feet.
In an instant, their expressions became extremely exciting.
"This...this is not Qi Jin! Wu Jin, you are a warrior five times the limit!"