Invincible God

Chapter 196
Chapter 190 Six Hanging
"Zhao Lingran, you trash monks from Chu State are embarrassing again."

Zhao Yu laughed.

"Take care of yourself, your mouth is so small, I will clean you up with a wave."

"Oh, yeah, I'm curious how a weak chicken like you can be ranked as a seed player, but I was lucky enough to be in the same competition area as you. Don't worry, you, including that Ye Can, I will put all of you together." beaten like a dog."

Zhao Lingran snorted coldly, then looked at Ye Fan, and secretly thought that he would be humiliated. If it is a low-key practice, it may be nothing, but it is just for the sake of reputation that it is high-profile again and again. Today is the time for you to be humiliated.

Shenwu Peak, Bei Gongxue and Yang Ruohong sat together.

"Wang Tong is not Ye Fan's opponent!" Yang Ruohong said softly.

"Not necessarily... right!" Bei Gongxue hesitated, she was very conflicted in her heart, she hoped that Ye Fan would be strong, but it meant that everything was her fault, and likewise, she didn't hold Ye Fan too much Confidence.

On the court, when Wang Songwei said to start, Wang Tong's arrogant voice had already sounded.

"Ye Fan, hahaha, my luck is really great. I am honored to be able to beat you up with my own hands, or I will admit defeat now, and you will have no chance in a while."

"The disciples of Lingfeng have always been called Huan, but their strength is really rubbish!"

Ye Fan folded his arms indifferently and said in a low voice. Immediately, countless Lingfeng disciples began to curse angrily.

"Arrogant?" Wang Tong showed a playful smile, "You are not worthy!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Tong rushed directly to Ye Fan and punched him hard!
boom!
The air was compressed, and he hit a very high level with one blow. Ye Fan immediately turned sideways, avoided the blow, and smashed back with the same blow!
With a muffled sound, Wang Tong's figure was repelled, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

Ye Fan shook his head, and said loudly: "Don't make such a weak attack out of shame."

The disciples of Difeng, Yaofeng, Qifeng and other peaks were all curious: "This disciple of Qianlongfeng is really crazy!"

"It's inflated, after all, I won Lingfeng in the training match."

"Hey, Qianlong Peak, it's really ridiculous. People in this kind of garbage peak dare to be arrogant. I think they will be beaten like dogs."

"Ye Fan, just now I just punched you randomly to see if you can't catch a weak punch. I didn't even use [-]% of my strength. Now, I use [-]% of my strength to feel the terror of the strong. !"

Wang Tongdan said with a smile, these four months of promotion really gave him the confidence of a strong man, is Ye Fanqiang?At least not bad, but [-]% strength is enough!

Earth-level elementary martial arts Tai Chi Eighteen Heavenly Cloud Palms!
Whoosh whoosh!
Endless palm prints were made, and Wang Tong's figure rushed directly to Ye Fan's side, the palm wind roaring, and there were many shadows.

"Wang Tong is best at stick techniques. Of course, Ye Fan is not qualified to ask Wang Tong to take out a weapon. The Tai Chi Eighteen Heavenly Cloud Palms are eighteen sets of palm moves in the shortest time, not the real eighteen palms." .”

Wang Songwei said loudly, "The game should be over now. This kind of opponent who doesn't have much content doesn't have much to explain."

As if driven by Wang Songwei's underestimation, a large number of disciples such as Qifeng and Yaofeng all took it for granted that Ye Fan was bad.

Clap clap clap clap!
Ye Fan's body swayed on the spot, and he let go of all the palms, but the seemingly impenetrable palm wind kept hitting the air. Suddenly, many disciples were a little surprised. This dodge Ability is already at a high level.

This is... phantom step?
In the relatively high state of body skills, the body is like an illusion, and the reality is unpredictable. It is difficult to use it without a certain level of body skills.

Wang Tong finished a set of palm techniques, but Ye Fan dodged all his attacks as if he didn't exist. Then, with a terrible elbow, Wang Tong blocked it immediately and retreated with his strength.

"That's right, it can block my [-]% powerful palm."

Wang Tong smiled as if an elder was teaching the younger generation, and then there was a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth: "No matter how strong your evasion ability is, can you dodge all my attacks? I will use [-]% of my strength for the next blow!"

Ye Fan showed a trace of sarcasm when he heard the words: "Well, then I will add half of the strength, how about [-]%?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Fan's figure disappeared, and the afterimage remained in place. The next moment, Ye Fan's figure appeared in front of Wang Tong, and it was an extremely difficult burst rush among the soldiers!
This move alone made many disciples' eyes shine!
Wang Songwei's voice sounded at the right time: "Ye Fan gave us a surprising performance, but it was a bit flashy, just to show off, and the bursting advance pays attention to the speed, so fast that the opponent can't react and close the distance, but this It's for long-range shooters."

"Wang Tong is a fighter, he is not afraid of close quarters at all! Explosive dash puts a lot of load on the human body. It can be said that this is a very stupid way of fighting."

The professional comments were really different, many people nodded one after another, and the corners of Zhao Lingran's mouth even completed a ridiculous arc: still so vain!
However, at the next moment, everyone concentrated on this gesture... the earth-level elementary martial arts Tai Chi Eighteen Heavenly Cloud Palm, will Ye Fan also know this?
The next moment, the Sky Cloud Palm, which was more explosive than Wang Tong's palm technique just now, was struck out, whoosh, whoosh!Countless palms instantly enveloped Wang Tong.

"Use my moves to deal with me, stupid, do you think you can imitate everyone's martial arts with a little insight? Tai Chi Eighteen Cloud Palms, [-]% strength!"

Bang bang bang!

A series of palm prints continued to offset in the air, and the speed of the two was extremely fast. However, soon, everyone discovered that Wang Tong's attack was much worse than Ye Fan's. Wang Tong, who had been standing like a rock, started to retreat. , even more qi and blood.

Eighteen palms!

With the last slap, Wang Tong slapped him again, and his whole body flew like a ball, landing heavily on the edge of the huge arena, spitting blood.

Ye Fan didn't pursue, but said in an extremely arrogant voice: "Vulnerable!"

Immediately, Lingfeng's disciple couldn't accept it anymore: "Ye Fan, what are you so arrogant about? Wang Tong is just playing with you. Do you really think you are strong?"

"Use a long stick, Wang Tong, and teach Qianlongfeng's trash to be a man."

"Don't let him be arrogant, labor and management can't stand it."

Wang Songwei's voice sounded again: "Using the opponent's moves to defeat the opponent looks very handsome, but I can only say that it is very naive and ridiculous. This is a competition, not a usual exchange of ideas. If Ye Fan can catch Wang Tong and play him Time turned defeat into victory, and I still think highly of him."

"As for now, this game can be over."

After Wang Songwei finished speaking, Wang Tong had already stood up, his eyes were full of anger, then he slowly drew out his long stick, and said indifferently: "Congratulations, you have successfully angered me!"

(End of this chapter)