Ye Aotian seized the opportunity and violently attacked Chen Fan who was holding a broken sword.

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one is strong, one inch is short and one is dangerous. Holding a broken sword and holding a long sword are completely different things.

Smart readers may have guessed that this was the trick of Ye Aotian and Gao Bingchun. The sword in Chen Fan's hand was tampered with by Gao Bingchun, so it was easily broken by Ye Aotian.

Fencing is a gentleman's sport among nobles. People with a little grace will stop attacking under such circumstances. However, Ye Aotian was just the opposite. Not only did he attack quickly, but he also aimed directly at Chen Fan's throat.

All this happened in a flash, and the people next to him didn't even react. The tip of the sword in Ye Aotian's hand was already less than twenty centimeters away from Chen Fan's throat.

Chen Fan also stood there blankly as if he had been stunned.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingyao shouted with great worry and anger: "Ye Aotian, do you still have any gentlemanly manners? Stop it!"

Go to hell, you bitch!

Ye Aotian ignored it at all, his face was slightly ferocious, and he was roaring crazily in his heart. The throat is the weakest part of the human body. Even if the epee didn't open, he was confident that he could crush Chen Fan's throat with one strike.

With such a huge advantage, how could we not win?

Gao Bingchun next to him also showed an expression of ecstasy. With this sword blow, that damn Chen Fan will definitely be splashed with blood on the spot!

Just when the two thought their treacherous plot was about to succeed, just when Ye Aotian's sword was about to hit Chen Fan's throat, Chen Fan suddenly twisted his neck and quickly avoided the sword.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan moved forward, and the sword in his hand stabbed Ye Aotian's body like a gust of wind.

In just an instant, more than a dozen swords were thrust out.

"what!!!"

Ye Aotian let out a painful scream. Every time Chen Fan's sword stabbed his body, it was so painful and unbearable!

Damn it, is this damn thing a ghost? Why did you fire that extra sword?

Ye Aotian was filled with resentment and quickly retreated, trying to distance himself and resume his offensive.

He believed that his sword was longer than the opponent's and he could definitely overwhelm the opponent and hit him.

However, Chen Fan didn't give him this chance at all. No matter how he retreated, Chen Fan followed him like a shadow, fighting close to him.

At such a close distance, the sword less than thirty centimeters in Chen Fan's hand not only did not lose its advantage, but became more convenient. In just a few breaths, he had already stabbed Ye Aotian countless times.

On the other hand, Ye Aotian's long sword, which was more than one meter long, could not exert any advantage at all because it was too close. On the contrary, it could not even block and counterattack.

Ye Aotian didn't even have a chance to resist, so he could only be beaten passively. He suddenly felt extremely annoyed. Damn it, didn't he just shoot himself in the foot?

At this moment, Ye Aotian was about to cry. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of Chen Fan's attack.

And every time the sword stabbed his body, it was heart-wrenching pain!

This sudden change, one after another, dazzled everyone, and they didn't react until now.

From the very beginning, the sword in Chen Fan's hand was broken by Ye Aotian in a very abnormal way, and then Ye Aotian ignored the gentleman's demeanor and attacked Chen Fan. Finally, the situation was reversed, and Ye Aotian was suppressed and beaten by Chen Fan, leaving no room for him to fight back. No.

This reversal again and again is so exciting and dramatic!

clap clap clap!

The melon-eating crowd around me burst into extremely warm applause, as if a mountain was roaring and a tsunami was roaring, and their palms were almost swollen.

"great!"

Lu Qingyao cheered so loudly that she almost jumped up, her heart finally relieved.

"Fuck!"

Gao Bingchun covered his forehead and was too embarrassed to look at it. With such a huge advantage, he was still defeated by Chen Fan. It was so unreasonable!

Amid the applause and cheers of the crowd, Ye Aotian was still only worthy of being beaten. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, threw the sword away and shouted: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, I give up!"

At this time, three minutes had come, and the referee immediately shouted stop, and Chen Fan also put away his sword and stopped.

"Young Master Ye, even if you are cunning enough to break my sword, your strength is so weak that you will only be beaten by me."

Chen Fan looked at Ye Aotian and said in a mocking tone.

sizzle!

Ye Aotian kept sucking in cold air. The place where Chen Fan hit him was so painful that it turned purple and red even through the protective clothing.

"Don't be slanderous. Whoever got your sword in a cunning way was definitely an accident. It's also your bad luck that broke the sword!"

Ye Aotian retorted loudly. It was already embarrassing enough for him to admit defeat at this moment. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if he admitted this kind of thing again?

However, it was useless if he refused to admit it. The people around him had already seen the clues and knew that it was him who was responsible. They all looked at him with extreme contempt.

The dignified eldest son of the Ye family actually used conspiracy and tricks. He was really nothing!

However, even if he used conspiracy and tricks, he still lost so miserably. He really deserved it!

"Whether it's your fault, you know best!"

Chen Fan glanced at Gao Bingchun, then looked at Ye Aotian: "I won't pursue this matter, but now you have given up, what are you waiting for, take off your clothes quickly."

"What the hell..."

Hearing this, Ye Aotian's face suddenly fell, and he became even uglier than his dead parents.

Taking off your clothes is a small matter. You have two clothes on your upper body, so you won't run naked, but losing two games and embarrassing yourself is a big deal!

He is the dignified eldest son of the Ye family. He is admired by everyone wherever he goes, but today he has suffered such great humiliation. He is really embarrassed to be thrown into his grandma's house!

"Take off your clothes! Take them off quickly!"

The melon-eating crowd onlookers started to boo in anger. If Ye Aotian was not so despicable, or had a little bit of gentlemanly demeanor, they would not add insult to injury like this.

"What's wrong, Mr. Ye, don't you want to take off your clothes? Can't you afford to embarrass this person?"

Chen Fan looked at Ye Aotian and said jokingly: "It's okay if you don't want to take off your clothes, as long as you kneel and crawl out from here. These are the rules set by your sister-in-law Ye!"

"Fuck, I just need to take off my clothes!"

Ye Aotian glared at Chen Fan with great resentment. It would be better to take off his clothes than crawl out from here on his knees.

So, with great reluctance, he began to take off his upper suit and the shirt underneath.

He grimaced in pain as he took them off, and quickly took off the two pieces of clothing, revealing his white flesh.

The people around him suddenly sneered, and Ye Aotian turned red and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

However, at this time, Chen Fan made a surprised voice: "Hey, what kind of tattoos are these green and red and purple patches on Young Master Ye's body?"


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