Destined Martial Lord

"Just make your move. If you leave your seat, consider it my loss. How about it?"

Ye Fan looked at Huang Peng and said with a smile that was not a smile.

"What an arrogant disciple!" "Since you're so confident, I won't be polite, but my actions are not that serious. If I accidentally break your bones, then you'd better not regret it!"

This was simply a humiliation. Although his strength was not comparable to the three prodigies of the inner sect, he was still a well-known figure in the inner sect. Now that he was being pushed around by a newcomer, his anger had already soared!

"Of course, if one were to say that I was injured, it would naturally be because my strength was inferior. It could also be said that I deserved it."

Ye Fan waved his hand without the slightest care and said in a soft voice.

"Ye Fan, aren't you being too presumptuous?" This Yellow Fist is not simple. Do you know where the name Yellow Fist came from? It's said that his attainments are all on this pair of iron fists. Even an ordinary fist is powerful enough to crack a stone! "

Murong Xin'er couldn't help but wrinkle her brow. She felt that Ye Fan's acting this time was a bit over the top. She believed that Ye Fan's strength should be enough to deal with the three prodigies, but it wasn't wise for him to sit in his seat and fight against Huang Yi.

"Junior Sister Xin'er, you still understand? Now I can give you a chance and take back what you just said!"

Even if he really did defeat Ye Fan, who was sitting in his seat, at that time he would lose the reputation of being unfit to win. Thus, from the bottom of his heart, he wasn't willing to follow the rules that Ye Fan had set down.

"You really are jabbering nonstop. If it's a man, then you'll attack. Do you really think that you can win?"

Ye Fan suddenly slammed the table.

"Damn it!"

The rage in Huang Fist exploded out, and he punched the back of Ye Fan's head! This position was extremely fragile, and could be said to be the most vulnerable part of a cultivator's body. Moreover, it could easily cause fatal damage, so it had to be said that this punch of Huang was extremely accurate.

Everyone was waiting for Ye Fan's actions. They wanted to see what method he would use to dodge the attack of the yellow fist. Was he using his extremely fast speed? Or was he using some sort of strange movement technique? After this punch, everyone held their breath.

Ka-cha! *

However, what caused everyone to be taken aback was that Ye Fan didn't dodge at all. The fist of Huang coincidentally struck the back of Ye Fan's head, causing the sound of bones breaking to ring out in the air.

"What's going on? Even though your words are so beautiful, you weren't even able to dodge a single punch? "

"F * ck! I heard the sound of bones breaking just now. Did this punch send Ye Fan to the west?"

For a time, the sounds of discussion rang out, but most of them were expressing their contempt for Ye Fan. Everyone treated him as a liar who only knew how to speak empty words!

However, everyone was quickly stunned. This was because Ye Fan was still living and jumping around while holding his chopsticks to eat. He even raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls of wine!

A person with a broken neck definitely wouldn't be able to do such a thing. In other words, Ye Fan's bones weren't broken at all!

On the other hand, Huang Peng, who was the attacking side, stood there with a pained expression. His forehead was already soaked with cold sweat and his outstretched arm was slightly bent!

"Ah …" "How is this possible!?"

At this moment, Huang Peng's face was filled with fear. Just now, when he had punched the back of Ye Fan's head, he hadn't caused any damage to Ye Fan. Instead, his own hand and wrist had been broken by the powerful rebound!

The azure-dressed girl also looked at Ye Fan as if he were a monster. Although he couldn't believe it all, this was all happening right in front of her eyes. She had to believe it!

"Do you want to continue?"

Ye Fan looked at Huang Peng and asked with a smile.