"There are two more moves."
Ye Fan looked at Pao San with a solemn expression and showed a harmless smile.
Paosan snorted softly and exerted his energy to the tune of 120,000 points.
"Come on, I, Pao San, actually said it. There is no way I will regret it."
Words spoken out are like water thrown out. How can there be any reason to take them back?
"Okay, then I'm welcome!"
Ye Fan's eyes were filled with admiration, and he raised his fist again and hit Paosan in the chest.
This time, his speed was obviously much faster than before.
Seeing Ye Fan take action, Pao San did not choose to block anymore, but raised his palm to grab Ye Fan's right hand.
With a bang, Pao San was knocked away again, but this time he only took three big steps back before stopping.
Hiss~, seeing Ye Fan repelling Pao San again, everyone in the audience gasped again.
The last punch could also explain why Pao San didn't use all his strength.
This time, Paosan was obviously more serious, but unexpectedly he was knocked back by Ye Fan with a punch.
"Pao San, what are you doing?"
Seeing that Pao San was repelled again, Peng Zhe became furious.
Pao San frowned, looking at Mark with fear.
He had an intuition that Mark's speed and strength were probably better than his own.
Seeing that Peng Zhe was anxious, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Xuan's mouth.
"Peng Zhe, weren't you quite calm and collected just now? Why did you become anxious so quickly?"
Faced with the ridicule, Peng Zhe's eyes flashed with gloom and he cursed angrily: "It's none of your business!"
If he really loses in the arena, how will he explain it to his grandfather when he goes back?
Upon hearing this, Zhu Xuan's face darkened, and murderous intent suddenly emerged in his heart.
Looking at the entire provincial capital, no one has ever dared to scold him in person like this.
No, except for Ye Fan. At the Lin family's wedding banquet, Ye Fan was not only full of ridicule, but also seriously injured the strong people around him.
"Last move, be careful."
Ye Fan let out a light chuckle and raised his fist to hit Pao San again.
These three times he punched, the target was Paosan's chest.
Seeing Ye Fan take action again, Paosan narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed Ye Fan's wrist with his claws in his right hand.
Originally, he thought he could catch the opponent's wrist before Ye Fan's fist fell, but what he never expected was that Ye Fan's punch was obviously faster than the previous one, and it hit him directly in the chest. superior.
Paosan's expression changed drastically, and he felt as if his chest had been exploded by a cannonball. He flew backwards and flew out of the ring.
Seeing that he was about to fly out of the ring, he forcibly turned around and reached out to grab the edge of the ring, so that he did not fall out of the ring.
But as soon as he landed, he spurted out black blood, and his breath dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone in the audience was shocked and numb.
Before the fight started, everyone thought that Ye Fan would definitely lose.
But after these three punches, Paosan was beaten back steadily.
You must know that Pao San is an earth-level powerhouse, and his strength is terrifying.
Seeing Pao San spurting blood, Peng Zhe looked unbelievable and shook his head desperately.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
He knows Pao San's strength best. Even in the whole of Jinling, there is probably no one who can defeat him with just one hand.
But even for those old guys, it is not as easy as imagined to defeat Pao San easily.
And the young man in the ring injured the gun three times with just three punches. This is simply impossible.
On Zhu Xuan's side, there was a look of surprise on his face, and the atmosphere was obviously much more cheerful.
"Young Master, with Young Master Ye here, we might really win this battle."
Hu Wei looked at Zhu Xuan excitedly, feeling extremely happy.
Zhu Xuan also looked excited, "Yes, it seems that I underestimated Mr. Ye."
He just pulled Ye Fan over to help, but he didn't expect that he was really helpful.
"What a terrifying life."
The old man in gray clothes in the distance couldn't help but sigh, and he no longer dared to look down on Mark.
"Still fighting?"
On the ring, Ye Fan looked at Pao San who looked pale.
The punch he just made just made Pao San lose his combat effectiveness, and he didn't hit too hard.
Even though Paosan was vomiting blood, the injury was actually not serious, and could be considered a minor injury at most.
Hearing this, Paosan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to get up from the ground.
"Of course I have to fight. Just like you, I can't lose this battle."
When he came, the old chief specifically told him that if Kodak was not his opponent, he would win the arena match.
Since it was the old chief's order, he must carry it out to the end.
Ye Fan said calmly, "You can't beat me. If you continue to fight, your injuries will only become more serious."
"No problem, let's continue."
Pao San shook his head, the aura on his body suddenly changed, and a monstrous murderous aura burst out from his body.
Feeling this terrifying murderous intent, Zhu Xuan's face turned pale as if struck by lightning.
"How...why does that guy have such terrifying murderous aura?"
Hu Wei's face was also very ugly, "Young master, if you have such a terrifying murderous intention, not only a thousand but also eight hundred people will die in his hands."
This murderous intent has become somewhat substantial, and the expressions of everyone present have changed dramatically.
"interesting."
Ye Fan's expression was as usual, and he did not seem to be affected by murderous aura.
Seeing that Ye Fan was unmoved, Pao San's heart skipped a beat, but he still bit the bullet and punched Ye Fan hard.
This punch was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and it hit Ye Fan's chest with bursts of sound.
If he was hit solidly by this punch, Ye Fan would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
"Master Ye, get out of the way!"
Seeing Ye Fan standing motionless, Zhu Xuan's eyes were about to split.
Seeing that the punch was about to land, Ye Fan raised his fist and punched forward.
Compared with Pao San's thunder punch, his fist was too ordinary and had no power at all.
Head-to-head?
Peng Zhe's eyes flashed with amusement. Is this kid afraid that he won't die quickly enough?
Not just anyone can receive a punch from an earth-level powerhouse.
But the next scene made everyone petrified on the spot.
As soon as his fists came into contact, Pao San sensed something was wrong. An incomparable force exploded on his fists, and then he was directly thrown away and smashed outside the ring.
As for Ye Fan, like an unshakable mountain, he stood motionless.
"Wow~"
After landing, Paosan was about to get up when he kept spurting blood desperately.
And his right arm was already dripping with blood, and even exposed bones.
This shows how terrifying Ye Fan's punch just now was.
"Did I read that correctly? Pao San actually lost?"
Zhu Xuan rubbed his eyes with a look of disbelief.
Although he had a premonition that Ye Fan would defeat Pao San, he did not expect that the battle would be resolved so quickly.
Hu Wei quickly shook his head and said: "Young Master, you read that right, Young Master Ye really won."
The defeat of Pao San means that the Zhu family has won this arena match, and the land in the center of Jinling has also become the Zhu family's possession.
