No one exclaimed, no one moved, it all seemed as if he had pressed the freezing button and remained motionless.
Whether it was more than a thousand martial arts disciples, or the eight tutors and four tutors, they all had their bodies stiffened.
They watched this scene in disbelief.
Although Zhuo Yiyi Rushui is gentle and easy to talk to, she is actually first-class in her mind and skills.
Her phantom steps and Liuyun Feishe's unique tricks are not many opponents in the entire Wucheng.
If Cai Qingqing's identity and status are not suppressed, Zhuo Yiyi's martial arts will definitely be the president of the martial arts city.
But even such a capable Zhuo Youzeng could not even withstand Ye Fan's move. How could they not be shocked?
What hit them the most was that they originally thought Atagu was Ye Fan’s greatest reliance.
As a result, Ye Fan is now far more terrifying than Atagu.
Zhuo Yiyi also covered her wound, her head was even blank and she looked shocked.
She didn't expect that she didn't even have the power to fight back!
Moreover, she didn't even see Ye Fan's sword clearly, and she was stabbed through her shoulder blade.
This is really unscientific and makes it difficult for Zhuo Yiyi to accept.
Like everyone else, Zhuo Yiyi also regarded the stupid Atagu as Ye Fan's biggest killer weapon.
But now, Ye Fan told her that he was the greatest reliance.
She kept shouting that this was an illusion, this was an illusion.
But the continuous severe pain from the wound shows that it is a bloody fact.
Ye Fan saw Zhuo Yiyi's aggrievance and took a step forward and spoke lightly:
"If you don't accept it, or think I'm sneak attacking, you can come up and fight again."
"I have always been kind. When playing chess skills are not as good as my opponent, I will give him one hand."
"So if Zhuo Youzun is not convinced, I can also let you play another game."
Ye Fan not only needs to control the martial arts city and martial arts alliance, but also needs to control people's hearts.
He pinched a knife again and looked at Zhuo Yiyi.
The eight coaches and the six geniuses subconsciously looked at Zhuo Yiyi.
Everyone wanted to see if she gave up or fight another match.
As for them, they didn't want to fight anymore, Atagu's actions hurt their internal organs.
If you rush up and fight, you think you are not dying fast enough.
"Then I will thank you little brother for the opportunity."
Zhuo Yiyi shouted and slapped the ground, like a meteor flying to the platform.
She immediately arrived in front of Ye Fan.
She twisted her body, and there were thirty-six phantoms on the martial arts platform and rushed towards Ye Fan.
When she was three meters away from Ye Fan, she waved her hands.
The sleeves also whizzed and flew, instantly transforming into thirty-six paths, confusing everyone's eyes.
More than a thousand Wu League children also shouted excitedly:
"Zhuo Youzhang is so amazing, the entire platform is full of her phantoms."
"Yes, I can't tell which one is her real body or which one is her shadow."
"That's right, with the Liuyun Feishang made of this steel wire, it not only hides the breath of Zhuo Youzeng, but also makes the opponent full of dangers."
"It seems that Zhuo Youzhe made a move to Liuyun Feishe shot through the twelve powerful enemies with one move. It seems that there is no water."
"This troublemaker is probably going to be over this time."
Their face, which had lost confidence, became rosy again, and they shouted to cheer for Zhuo Yiyi.
"receive!"
After eighteen rotations, the entire platform was filled with the queen of the sleeves. Zhuo Yiyi suddenly fell from Ye Fan.
Thirty-six long-sleeved shadows suddenly retracted, and all wrapped around Ye Fan's body, trying to put him away like a silkworm pupa.
At the same time, the murderous intentions poured over to Ye Fan.
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, the light flashed again, piercing into the whistling long sleeves.
With a bang, all the sleeves disappeared and all the murderous intent collapsed.
Zhuo Yiyi groaned again and fell backwards again.
The other shoulder blade also had a knife.
The blood flowed down, making Zhuo Yiyi feel unprecedented pain.
Ye Fan looked at Zhuo Yiyi who was lying on the ground with both hands on his back: "You lost again."
Indifferent, but with irresistible strength.
Lost again!
The simple words made the eight teachers and the four guardians in a daze.
But no matter how incredible they were, Zhuo Yiyi lost again and lost another move.
The Wu League children who cheered Zhuo Yiyi were even more excited.
Zhuo Yiyi's pretty face was unprecedentedly ugly, and there was indescribable shame in her eyes.
She stared at Ye Fan and squeezed out: "I didn't expect that your flying knife is so powerful."
Ye Fan looked at the woman and smiled without comment: "Are you still unwilling to accept it?"
"Get up, I'll give you another chance. I won't need a flying knife this time."
He asked Atagu for a glove and put it on: "By defeat you with one hand!"
"It's too much!"
Seeing Ye Fan give him a third chance, Zhuo Yiyi's pretty face was indescribable.
She was not only happy that she had a chance to turn the tables, but also angry that Ye Fan despised her right envoy in this way.
But she still endured the pain and turned over.
She also drew a long sword in her hand:
"A sword comes east!"
Zhuo Yiyi exploded in the next second.
She stepped on her left foot, the ground shattered, and countless gravel shot towards Ye Fan.
At the same time, her body stretched out like a beam of sunshine, shining towards Ye Fan.
A sword comes east.
It is fast and cruel, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, making people unable to guard against it.
This is her trick she has hidden for many years, in order to protect herself at critical moments.
"Swoosh!"
The man and the sword seem to have become one.
The sword light was like the harsh sun, flying out of the gravel, more urgent than the gravel.
The gravel and sword light completely enveloped Ye Fan.
The tip of the sword hit Ye Fan's throat.
No one can resist the power of this attack, and no one can dodge it.
Vicious, accurate, tricky.
Zhuo Yiyi's terrifying strength is fully displayed at this moment.
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, Ye Fan, who was covered by the sword light, shook his body.
He looked like a lonely boat in the sea, and could be destroyed by Zhuo Yiyi's sword light at any time.
But as he raised his hand, Zhuo Yiyi felt huge pressure instantly.
Ye Fan grabbed the first claw.
In a series of crisp sounds of Dangdang, the fragments pouring out of Zhuo Yiyi and the sword light collapsed one after another.
It seemed like a sharp weapon penetrated the ice slag, causing her thunder attacks to be destroyed.
Ye Fan went forward and grabbed another attack, and Zhuo Yiyi's offensive stopped instantly.
Ye Fan's fingers were getting more and more aggressive again.
Zhuo Yiyi, holding the short sword, was shocked and retreated.
My intuition told her that if she did not retreat, her chest would be scratched by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan is gentle and elegant, without any murderous aura, but his moves are strange and light, and his moves are extremely fast.
He just caught it once, changed three times, and turned the danger around.
Then Ye Fan stepped forward three meters and continued to force Zhuo Yiyi from the rest of his claws.
Zhuo Yiyi waved her dagger.
She used three swords in one breath, but every time the sword light was extinguished by Ye Fan before it even burst.
She also took eight steps backwards, but she could not shake Ye Fan's hand off.
Zhuo Yiyi had no choice but to cut the sword across and cut Ye Fan's wrist.
"Swoosh!"
But when her sword light rose again, Ye Fandu also soared a lot.
Ye Fan stretched his arm and walked around the broken sword with his palm, which had already slapped Zhuo Yiyi's chest.
Snatch it suddenly.
There was no dazzling wound or blood splattering.
Zhuo Yiyi also stopped where she was, without shouting or struggling.
But suddenly, it was like an empty snakeskin bag, losing its energy.
Her heart was pinched by Ye Fan.
Zhuo Yiyi's eyes were full of depression, anger, but more of despair.
Ye Fan said indifferently: "You lost again!"
Lost again!
Lost again!
How strong is this kid?
The four great guardians, the six great geniuses, and the eight great tutors were silent again.
The flying knife cannot escape, and even one hand cannot escape. It is too perverted.
Everyone has no disdain or anger towards Ye Fan, only awe, only absolute surrender to the strong.
They knew that the Wucheng Martial Arts Alliance would be replaced starting today.
"Agree, or not?"
Ye Fan stared at Zhuo Yiyi and said lightly: "If you don't agree, I can give you another chance!"
For Ye Fan, Zhuo Yiyi's skills were almost the same as those who did not use the dragon-slaying technique.
So Zhuo Yiyi, who had penetrated her two shoulder blades in advance, would definitely lose a hundred more battles.
Faced with Ye Fan's pressure, Feng Qingyundan's appearance, and the hand in his heart, Zhuo Yiyi touched the corners of her mouth a few times.
Then, she sighed quietly and knelt down with a plop.
Zhuo Yiyi spoke to Ye Fan: "Zhuo Yiyi admits defeat, from now on, I will be yours."
"Just give up!"
Ye Fan helped Zhuo Yiyi up, then scanned the four guardians and the others: "Are you convinced?"
The four great guardians and eight great teachers all bowed their heads: "Submit!"