Urban Madness

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Under the attention of all the people, the grandmaster Hong was majestic and powerful, and finally stood still five meters in front of Ye Fan.

"boom!"

In the next moment, Grandmaster Hong's power changed, as if the tiger descended from the mountain and the dragon returned to the sea, like the aura of the abyss, and the surrounding air was frozen.

For a time, hundreds of guests in the venue felt extremely depressed in their chests, and their vests were completely soaked in cold sweat, as if an animal had encountered a natural enemy, and felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Oh my God... is this the coercion of the martial arts master?"

"Horror, terrible! I just can't breathe!"

"Master Hong is a southern boxing fighter, standing on the top of martial arts, with countless disciples and grandchildren! Hehe...this kid is probably miserable!"

Everyone at the scene fell to the ground optimistic about Grandmaster Hong, thinking that Ye Fan had no chance of winning.

After all, Ye Fan is too young. How could a little-known little boy defeat the martial arts master who has been famous for a long time?

Suddenly, Grandmaster Hong's eyes were like electricity, his qi sinking into his dantian, his muscles and bones thunderous, like a sharp arrow ready to go.

The atmosphere in the arena was tense and tense, as if a great battle would erupt in the next moment.

Immediately afterwards, Grandmaster Hong slammed his force, his fist was like a meteor arm like a whip, his right fist pushed forward, and at the same time he issued a loud shout through the cloud and cracked stone:

"Golden Dragon Claws!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp fist shot out.

Master Hong is now using the shape of the dragon in Hongquan. He takes the spirit of the dragon to practice the spirit. He advances and retreats in a round shape, with skillful and agile, natural air. The calm is like a wave, and the movement is like a galloping horse. Practicing the Vajra body, practicing pure Yang Qi, and reaching the realm of Dacheng, can be overwhelming.

However, looking at this fist light, Ye Fan didn't change his face, still standing in place, without any intention of dodge.

In the next moment, the fist was able to rub his face, and continued to shuttle for tens of meters, and finally hit the high wall of the Hua family mansion.

"Boom!"

The solid high wall was pierced forcibly, and a fist-sized hole appeared.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, many guests couldn't help taking a breath of air, dumbfounded and dumbfounded, with incredible expressions on their faces.

Although the people who came to the engagement banquet were all members of the upper class, they did not break away from the category of “ordinary people”.

The power of this punch is comparable to a cannonball, not to mention a mortal body, even a steel plate is difficult to pierce easily.

As early as a few years ago, Grandmaster Hong had surpassed the Yellow Realm and entered the Profound Realm.

In the secular world, such strength is worthy of the name of the "master".

Looking at the horror of the crowd, Grandmaster Hong looked smug, looked at Ye Fan with a condescending gaze, and said arrogantly: "Boy, this first punch is just a deterrent! The next punch will not miss you! Are you going to get out? !"

In fact, the reason why Grandmaster Hong deliberately missed it was not to show mercy, but to have his own calculations.

On the one hand, he is a long-established dean. If he directly deals with Ye Fan, he will inevitably be suspected of bullying.

On the other hand, this is a society under the rule of law after all, even if he is a martial arts master, he would not dare to kill in the public!

After Grandmaster Hong wanted to come and see his own strength, Ye Fan should immediately frightened his legs and fled.

Unexpectedly, there was no wave on Ye Fan's face, as if he was taking his words into ears.

Such an attitude made him angry and shouted: "Boy, what do you mean...Do you look down on the old man?"

Ye Fan didn't answer, but took a step forward slowly.

"Stick!"

The footsteps did not sound loud, but this step, as if it happened to be on the chest of Grandmaster Hong, destroyed the aura that he radiated and eliminated the invisible.

"what?"

Seeing this scene, Grandmaster Hong's face changed drastically, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

As the so-called layman watch the excitement, the expert watch the doorway.

Ye Fan's kick just now seemed inconspicuous, but it revealed an amazing martial arts cultivation, an extraordinary person.

"Stab!"

In the next moment, Grandmaster Hong's eyes were clear, and he looked up and down Ye Fan, as if to see through him.

However, Ye Fan is like a deep ocean, boundless and mysterious. Even if Grandmaster Hong tried his best, he could not infer his cultivation level.

"It turns out that I am also a practicing family!" Grandmaster Hong said loudly: "The old man was moved to cherish his talents! Let's go...you immediately retreat, you can forget your previous sins!"

"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked suddenly.

"The old man is the southern boxing fighter, Hongshan, who is the best in the martial arts world in southern Guangdong province!" Grandmaster Hong held his head high, full of air, and the lines were full of unabashed pride.

"Hongshan?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He sketched out a playful smile, and said lightly: "Where is the smelly fish and shrimp? I haven't heard of it!"

...

Smelly fish and shrimp? !

Upon hearing this, Grandmaster Hong was taken aback for a moment, thinking that there was an auditory hallucination.

It took a few seconds before he really reacted, and an expression of anger suddenly appeared on his face, his chest was undulating, as if there was a burning anger, and his fists clenched.

humiliation!

This is the humiliation of the red alder fruit!

You know, as Master Hong, you are a guest no matter where you go, no one has ever dared to offend him so much!

The many guests around were also completely dumbfounded.

They never expected Ye Fan to be so arrogant. Isn't this looking for death?

"Smelly boy, do you really dare not kill you as an old man?!" Grandmaster Hong was so angry that his eyes were splitting, and his aura was a bit more ferocious than before, like an evil dragon overwhelming.

People who practice martial arts are full-blooded. In order to fight for a breath, they can give up their lives and forget their lives.

If Ye Fan was allowed to run away like this today, and the matter spread, then Grandmaster Hong would be completely discredited, and he would not be able to mix in Southern Guangdong Province.

"Why are you angry? I'm just seeking truth from facts!"

Ye Fan's voice was flat and straightforward, calm, as if expounding something natural and righteous.

But the more so, the more the atmosphere of Grandmaster Hong is.

"Smelly boy, take my trick—"

"Nine Heavens Dragon Yin has changed dramatically!"

With that, Grandmaster Hong's figure soared, and golden fist light appeared on his right fist, like a flaming meteor, rushing towards Ye Fan.

This move Nine Heavens Dragon Yin is the ultimate ultimate move in the shape of Hong Fist's dragon. It took him a full ten years to learn it. The power is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Once displayed, it is really like a dragon descending into the world, unstoppable and unstoppable.

The world is shocking, weeping ghosts, and the situation has changed its color!

"Buzzing buzzing..." The surrounding air was torn apart, making a high-pitched and violent sound, like a dragon chanting.

In the distance, everyone in the Hua family and all the guests felt the horror of this trick. They were so frightened, as if they were half petrified, unable to move, shivering from the depths of their souls.

And they looked at Ye Fan's eyes as if they were looking at a corpse.

In the eyes of everyone, even if Ye Fan had a hundred lives, it was not enough to die!

At the moment of the moment, Ye Fan slowly raised his right fist, and also pushed forward.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Fan's offensive was light and soft, without any lethality.

It can't be compared with Hong Zongshi at all.

However, when Ye Fan punched out, Grandmaster Hong was shocked, as if being stared at by some terrifying beast, and felt an unprecedented threat of death.

In the next moment, everything in front of him seemed to dissipate, only Ye Fan's punch was left, which was like the wrath of a god, like the punishment of annihilating the world, which contained unmatched will, enough to slaughter the gods and immortals.

Grandmaster Hong had a strong hunch that if he was hit by this punch, his body would not only shatter, but even his soul would be beaten out.

At this moment, he had fallen into a desperate situation, like a lamb to be slaughtered, without the strength to fight back.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's right fist stopped abruptly, only a few centimeters away from his front door.

Got... are you saved?

Master Hong let out a sigh of relief, but still had an expression of horror on his face, as if walking in front of a ghost gate.

terror!

so horrible!

He couldn't imagine that there was such a boxing technique in the world that could pierce the world and break the stars.

The next moment, without any hesitation, his knees softened, "plopped" and fell to his knees, while shouting:

"I am a stinky fish and a rotten shrimp! Please raise your hands high and spare my life for this stinky fish and rotten shrimp!"