Martial arts fanatic

Chapter 2155 The Man of the Tianwu Dynasty (1)

"Boy surnamed Ye, get out of here."

Ye Bufan couldn't help being taken aback by the sudden roar of anger, and was even more confused.

Ye Bufan is very sure that this is definitely the first time he has come to Tianwu Dynasty.

Before that, he had never set foot in the Tianwu Dynasty.

Since he had never set foot in the Tianwu Dynasty, naturally there would be no one he knew in the Tianwu Dynasty.

If you don't even know anyone, how can you talk about enemies.

However, the sudden voice right now was full of anger and hatred towards him, and the other party had already named him, so it was obvious that he couldn't make a mistake.

What exactly is the situation?
Ye Bufan was a little puzzled.

"My son-in-law."

At this time, Wang Tian's voice sounded outside the house.

Hearing this, Ye Bufan got up and came to the parallel entrance, opened the door, looked at Wang Tian in front of him, and asked, "What's the situation?"

"This……"

Wang Tian hesitated for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "My son-in-law, you should go and see for yourself."

"Ok?"

Ye Bufan frowned, but he didn't ask any more questions, but walked out directly.

After a while.

In front of the Prince Consort's Mansion.

When Ye Bufan came here, the outside of the consort's mansion was already crowded with people, and the most conspicuous among them was a bald man standing in front of the crowd.

The man is in his 30s, 1.8 meters tall, with prominent muscles all over his body, unusually burly and strong.

But his cultivation is only in the fourth level of immortal martial arts.

Ye Bufan noticed the other party as soon as he left the concubine's mansion: "You are calling Ben Shao?"

"You are Ye Bufan?"

Hearing this, the bald man glanced at Ye Bufan, and then asked in a cold voice.

"Exactly."

Ye Bufan replied.

"very good."

The bald man pointed at Ye Bufan and said, "I, Chengnan Blacksmith Wang Sanchui, now challenge you, Ye Bufan."

"Uh?"

Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment, "You want to challenge this young master?"

"Yes."

The bald man replied: "Even if the winner is decided, life or death will be decided."

"..."

The corner of Ye Bufan's mouth twitched, and he looked at Wang Sanchui a little messily and said, "We know each other?"

"do not know."

"We have a grudge?"

"No grudge."

"Then why are you challenging this young master? You can decide the outcome, life or death? Are you out of your mind?"

After leaving a word, Ye Bufan ignored Wang Sanchui, turned around and walked towards the son-in-law's mansion.

Seeing this, Wang Sanchui was not willing to give up, he directly yelled: "Boy, stop for me."

While speaking, Wang Sanchui had already stepped forward to catch up.

Unfortunately, before he got close to Ye Bufan, he was stopped by Wang Tian and Shen Xiong.

Seeing that Ye Bufan was about to enter the son-in-law's mansion, Wang Sanchui was in a hurry and said, "Boy surnamed Ye, why don't you run away, you cowardly bastard, why should you marry the Eighth Princess, you come back to me."

"Ok?"

Ye Bufan paused, turned to look at the bald man, and said, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?"

The bald man scolded angrily: "You don't pretend to be stupid with me. I tell you that the eighth princess belongs to me. If you want to marry the eighth princess, you must first defeat me."

"..."

Ye Bufan was confused and speechless.

Is the eighth princess yours?

At this moment, he finally understood why the bald man challenged himself.

Because of An Ruyan.

Before Ye Bufan could think too much, the bald man had already said again: "Ye, you are talking, let me tell you, if you were a man, you would happily accept my challenge, and then fight with me, and you will win!" Marry the eighth princess, and the loser will live."

Looking at the impassioned bald man in front of him, Ye Bufan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

You are a martial artist in the Immortal Martial Realm, where do you have the confidence to challenge this young master?Where did he get the courage to decide whether to win or lose with this young master, and to decide whether to live or die?

Because of An Ruyan?

It has to be said that Ye Bufan became more and more curious about An Ruyan, the number one beauty in Tianwu.

What kind of woman is it that can make a blacksmith in the Immortal Martial Realm openly challenge An Zimu's son-in-law, and even fight for life and death.

Of course, it was impossible for Ye Bufan to accept such a challenge.

First, now that his cultivation base has been abolished, what can he use to accept the challenge of a martial artist in the Immortal Martial Realm?

With the physical body of Yuan Mansion?

That was one of Ye Bufan's trump cards, he couldn't easily expose it.

Second, Ye Bufan really has no interest in the challenge of a warrior in the Immortal Martial Realm.

Immortal Martial Realm only.

What if he defeated him, or even killed him?

Being competitive has never been Ye Bufan's style.

Immediately, Ye Bufan looked at the bald man and said: "If you really want to challenge this young master, I have no objections, just afraid that someone will not agree."

"Who? Who dare not agree?"

"An Zimu."

"Uh?"

Wang Sanchui was taken aback.

"As long as An Zimu has no objections, I can accept your challenge at any time."

"The person I want to challenge is you, not Your Majesty, why do you need His Majesty's consent?"

"But the eighth princess you're talking about is An Zimu's daughter."

"So what, you are the one who wants to marry the Eighth Princess now, not Your Majesty, boy, if you are scared, just say so."

"Okay, I'm sorry, this is the boss, right?"

"You... are you still a man?"

"No."

Leaving two words behind, Ye Bufan ignored the bald man and walked directly into the son-in-law's mansion. In his opinion, Wang Sanchui was simply inexplicable.

"you……"

Seeing Ye Bufan leave, Wang Sanchui was out of breath.

"Bang!!"

The next second, he sat down on the ground in front of the son-in-law's mansion, and said, "Boy, if you don't accept my challenge, I won't leave."

what is this?
Mess around?
The corner of Ye Bufan's mouth twitched, and he chose to ignore it.

But at this moment, another noisy voice sounded from behind the crowd: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me get out of the way."

Immediately afterwards, a young man dressed as a scholar squeezed out from the crowd, looked at the son-in-law's mansion in front of him, and pulled out the long sword in his hand with a "chuckle", then pointed the long sword at the son-in-law's mansion, and said: "I, Zhang Qiuyun from Sunny Academy challenged his son-in-law Ye Bufan."

"Ye Bufan, do you dare to fight me?"

"Even if the outcome is decided, life and death will be decided."

"..."

In the son-in-law's mansion, Ye Bufan paused.

But at this moment, another rough voice sounded: "Which one is Ye Bufan? Come out to me and tell you that you are not worthy of Yan'er at all. For Yan'er's happiness, I will fight you to a duel."

mmp.

Are you done yet?

Ye Bufan was furious.

However, the truth is, it's not over yet.

Ten minutes later, there were already more than 10 people standing in front of the Prince Consort's Mansion.

These people are all men, tall and short, fat and thin, old and young.

Without exception, they all came to challenge Ye Bufan.

As for why.

Naturally, it was because of the Eighth Princess An Ruyan.

Ye Bufan stood at the main gate of the son-in-law's mansion, looking at these people in front of him, he felt as if there were thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

Are all the men in the Tianwu Dynasty sick?

You admire An Ruyan, that's your business, it has nothing to do with Ben.

Besides, do you think this young master is willing to marry An Ruyan?
This young master was also forced, okay?

(End of this chapter)