At this time, Wu Zhiyang took a step forward and said with a arrogant look: "You bastard! I heard that you injured my second junior brother?"
"Who is your second junior brother?" Ye Fan asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Wu Zhiyang said word by word: "King! Sky! Tiger!"
"oh!"
"So you are that rubbish senior brother! Your junior brother is so rubbish, and you, the senior brother, are probably not much better."
Ye Fan said teasingly.
As a result, his words immediately angered Wu Zhiyang.
Rubbish?
Wu Zhiyang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. You must know that he is Master Huang's chief disciple, but now he is being called trash?
How could he swallow this bad breath?
As the saying goes: People compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense.
Faced with Ye Fan's arrogant and arrogant provocation, Wu Zhiyang's face instantly turned livid, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "You brat! Since you are stubborn, I will help you!"
"Someone come! Get this kid for me!"
Following Wu Zhiyang's order, the burly bodyguards on the scene rushed forward with murderous intent. You must know that these people are elite disciples who have opened the academy with great agility and amazing strength. They are definitely the masters among masters!
"kill!"
I saw them rushing forward one after another, aiming directly at Ye Fan. Unfortunately, they met Ye Fan, the King of Dragon Gate, so their tragedy was doomed!
"Let's fight! Just hold on for a while, don't rush for first place! Because those who rush for first place will be the ones who die the worst!" Ye Fan spread his hands, showing a helpless look.
"You kid, stop talking nonsense here! You risk your life!"
At this time, a bald bodyguard rushing at the front rushed toward Ye Fan, and at the same time, his right fist struck Ye Fan with a fierce punch!
However, at this critical moment, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a strange arc, and said jokingly: "Brother, do you know how the flying man flies? This is how he flies!"
"Bang!"
Then he took a sudden step and swept out a sharp whip!
"Crack!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound of bones breaking, a figure flew out and fell heavily several meters away.
At this time, Ye Fan put away his feet and said with a playful expression: "Brother, I told you not to be the first in a fight! This is the consequence of trying to be strong in a fight!"
"Damn it! I want to avenge Brother Qiang!"
At this time, a swarthy bodyguard scolded, and then punched Ye Fan murderously.
Just when his heavy punch was about to hit Ye Fan, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth turned up slightly, showing a sarcastic sneer, and said lightly: "Brother, you should worry about yourself! His name is Brother Qiang, so he is the one who fights.
Immortal Xiaoqiang! But you are not!"
"Bang!"
But before he could get close to Ye Fan, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his chest!
"ah!"
Along with a fierce scream, the bald bodyguard was instantly thrown several meters away!
"hiss--"
When the other bodyguards saw this, they couldn't help but gasped. They had never thought that Ye Fan was so skilled.
Moreover, this kid doesn't look like a practicing martial artist, but his physical fitness and explosive power are extremely terrifying, almost like a beast.
At this time, Wu Zhiyang saw that his subordinates were frightened by Ye Fan, and his entire popularity dropped.