Moreover, Wei Yu has a good talent. Apart from picking up girls, he also does not delay in practicing, and he has good strength.
Not long ago, he made a breakthrough and reached the peak level of martial arts, becoming the best among his peers.
Even if he guessed that his opponent was very powerful, Wei Yu was still very confident and looked like he had a chance to win. He had to let Lu Fan lose the chance to get out of his heart.
After all, the demon-slaying sword technique taught by his father is extremely powerful and extremely lethal.
And he struck preemptively and used the most powerful trick, slashing three swords in an instant, making it difficult for anyone to guard against him.
Unexpectedly, God's calculations are not as good as those of humans, and the result is unexpected.
Who would have thought that Lu Fan, who was at such a high level, not only did not dodge at all, but instead picked up a short stick and smashed him around, even more incredibly fast.
It seems to be haphazard, but in fact every move is just right, with the magic of hitting a snake seven inches away.
Wei Yu suffered a big loss. Not only did he not cut down Lu Fan, his arms were hit by sticks, causing bone fractures.
He screamed in pain and dropped the sword he was holding to the ground. He was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.
In anger, Wei Yu's eyes turned red, and he roared loudly as if he wanted to eat people, "You little beast, if you dare to play dirty tricks, I will never finish with you."
Then he quickly jumped up sideways, kicking the opponent with both legs one after another, using a mandarin duck chain kick, trying to turn defeat into victory.
Facing his trapped beast, Lu Fan faced it calmly like an experienced hunter, and said solemnly: "Go ahead and dream, let's see how I deal with you."
The short stick then danced in the wind and hit Wei Yu's feet first, making a snapping sound.
It made him scream and shrink his legs in panic. Unexpectedly, his knee was hit again, and the severe pain was obvious.
The young master of the Divine Sword Clan could no longer hold on, and fell down on the ring. He suffered an unprecedented humiliation and looked extremely embarrassed.
There were exclamations from all around, "Oh my god, the young master has been knocked down."
"Isn't that a defeat and a huge loss of 10 million yuan..."
Everyone's eyes were wide open, with expressions of surprise on their faces, it was really unbelievable.
The son of an arrogant and well-known family leader, the son of a first-class leader, was defeated by an unknown young man and was beaten to the ground. It was really bloody.
The voice was inevitably heard by Wei Yu, and it was particularly harsh. He shouted hysterically, "Who said that this young master lost, I will beat him to death..."
Unwilling to give up, he tried his best, put his hands on the ground, and got up suddenly. He wanted to continue fighting and would not give up until he achieved his goal.
Lu Fan frowned, stepped forward unceremoniously, and hit him hard with a stick.
"Bang!"
Wei Yu had a big bump on his head and was in excruciating pain. He whined like a slaughtered pig and lay down on the ring again.
Lu Fan stepped on him and asked coldly, "Are you convinced? Do you believe that I will break all your bones?"
This scene was seen by more than a dozen members of the Divine Sword Sect, and they were all indignant. They cursed with anger on their faces and vowed to avenge the young master.
"You bastard, if you don't let go of our young master, do you want to die?"
"Everyone come together and chop him down..."
The roar was deafening, echoing in the martial arts hall, and it was simply heart-stopping.
A group of guys held their steel knives high and rushed towards the ring, like wild dogs about to capture their prey.
This move aroused great dissatisfaction between Jiang Xueshan and Hong Xiaolei. They all rushed over to stop the members of the Divine Sword Sect and scolded them with a straight face.
"You guys are being unreasonable. You agreed to fight in a one-on-one fight, but you shamelessly broke the rules. It's shameless."
"Go back quickly. Who dares to touch a hair of Lu Fan? Don't blame me for being rude."
It is obvious that the more than ten members of the Divine Sword Sect are definitely not good people. They all have vicious faces, like desperadoes.
Even if the two beautiful girls argued with each other, they would not give up and threatened fiercely and made rude remarks.
"You two bitches, get out of my way immediately, or else I'll chop you both up."
"Get away now, do you hear me..."
Seeing that the two beauties refused to give in at all, the guy with the mustache suddenly stepped forward and kicked Jiang Xueshan hard without any mercy.
The rest of the people also swarmed up and tried to knock the two women down. Then they went over and chopped Lu Fan, wailing and roaring with astonishing momentum.
I never expected that these two beauties were both ruthless, without any fear, and launched a counterattack with agility.
Jiang Xueshan quickly sidestepped and kicked her opponent's right bowl, causing Mustache to lose control and drop the steel knife she was holding. She was extremely shocked.
As a powerful member of the Divine Sword Sect, Mustache is quite powerful and can be called a master. He cursed angrily with a fierce look in his eyes: "Bitch, do you want to die?"
It roared like a wild beast, and its fists and kicks were like a violent storm, making Jiang Xueshan unable to resist and retreating one after another.
Hong Xiaolei was under siege and was also stretched thin. The key group of guys were all elite members of the sect, at least martial artist level or above, so they were really difficult to deal with.
Many members of the martial arts hall were very angry. They felt that the members of the Shen Dao Sect were too unreasonable, blatantly violated the rules of dueling, and bullied the small ones with more, which was simply too much.
However, since I had no right to speak at all, and I was worried about retaliation, I could only dare to get angry but dare not speak out.
Logically speaking, there were martial arts association president Xu Zhongshan and other masters present, who should have upheld justice, but they didn't say a word. They all remained silent and sat in their positions like statues.
A scream was heard, and Jiang Xueshan was punched on the shoulder. Her face turned pale in pain, and she became even more angry.
I am also wary, realizing that there is indeed a big gap compared with real martial arts masters, and it is really difficult to resist.
In the chaos, Hong Xiaolei's arm was grabbed by a thin man, and she couldn't help but scream angrily, "Take your claws away, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
The thin man curled his lips and shouted wildly: "You little bitch, you still dare to scold me, let's see how I deal with you..."
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a figure fell from mid-air, which startled him. He looked intently, with a look of fear flashing in his eyes.
The person who appeared in front of him turned out to be Lu Fan. He jumped down from the ring and cursed with a black face, "Bitch!"
It was a punch coming with great force.
The thin man hurriedly withdrew his hands, but was too late. He was smashed by the iron fist and his bones were shattered, and he cried out in pain.
Immediately afterwards, he was kicked in the chest again, vomiting blood, and flew backwards, knocking down a companion, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.
After Lu Fan dealt with the thin man, he ran towards Mustache like a wild horse.
Several members of the Shen Dao Sect hurriedly came to stop him and slashed with their swords.
However, the opponent's speed was too fast, and the flickering shadow of his fist made it difficult to see clearly.
They were hit one after another, fractured to varying degrees, and retreated howling.