uch of it!" exclaimed Ye Fan."Hehehe, this isn't gold, this is platinum. Guess what's inside" Guo Zisheng looked at Ye Fan's astonished expression and sneered inwardly. Seeing his rustic appearance, h...Tu Tu suddenly cried out strangely, and then Li Qiang saw Tu Tu fling the military stimulant from his hand.

Damn, does he think he's wielding a weapon

Li Qiang cried out in his heart, but in reality, he didn't know that back then, Smith had used this three-strike killing move to deal with Ye Fan. If Ye Fan hadn't possessed the Phantom Fist, he wouldn't have been able to withstand this move.

Tutu obviously wasn't as skilled with Smith's methods. The dagger in his hand only transformed into two sections, but both hit their target, driving deep into the underside of the speeding Pullman car's two tires.

The car, speeding at full throttle, screeched to a halt before slamming into the wall like a fist.

The engine continued to sputter and smoke, and after a while, the car stalled.

Li Qiang stared dumbfoundedly at the scene. At this moment, he was almost in awe of the black man. To hit a target moving at such high speed with one blow, he knew how difficult it was. And just now, he had clearly seen that the black man hadn't even aimed before throwing the dagger in his hand.

That means he threw the dagger in his hand based on feeling alone. To hit the target just by feeling, what kind of realm is this

Tu Tu, however, ignored Li Qiang's surprise and quickly walked towards the sunken car. Underneath the vehicle, he retrieved a military dagger stuck under the tire. He just twisted it once, breaking the dagger in two, then rejoined it as if nothing had happened. It was truly unbelievable how he managed to do that.

And after TuTu finished all that, it was just a blink of an eye. He kicked open the car door with one foot, picked up Wang Xiaoyang who was pretending to be dead, and threw him in front of Li Qiang without even looking at Wang Xiaoyang.

And Wang Xiaoyang, his pants were already soaked.

But the battle in the arena was still raging fiercely.

Li Qiang's martial arts were still a bit lacking. In fact, he could only barely make out the two figures. As for what moves they were making, he couldn't see them at all, so he naturally couldn't evaluate who was more skilled.

But Tùtu saw through both sides of the battle clearly. He had sparred with Ye Fan before, so he naturally knew Ye Fan's martial arts skills. And this person was actually able to fight Ye Fan like this, which was indeed not simple.

Ye Fan, who was constantly dodging He Tiesheng's attacks in the arena, was also secretly startled. This He Tiesheng truly lived up to his reputation; his skills were far stronger than he had imagined.

Especially after he used the Asura Sickle, his combat power was astonishing. His swordsmanship was quite impressive, dancing with an impenetrable rhythm. Every swing of his blade was at an extremely sharp angle, often targeting areas people overlooked. However, He Tiesheng had thought about it and acted accordingly, leaving those who fought him initially feeling confused and disoriented.

He Tiesheng's swordsmanship has one particularly notable feature: he relies on speed to overwhelm his opponents. His attacks are incredibly fast, and often before the force of one strike dissipates, another is already at your face. Ye Fan believes that if he weren't a seasoned super-warrior facing him, he would likely be defeated.

This He Tiesheng, his strength is probably not inferior to that Smith, and he can even play a good match against Tutu. After obtaining the Asura Sickle, He Tiesheng's strength might even surpass Tutu by another level. Of course, Tutu already has the Three-Point Army Spear now, but after all, he needs some time to adapt to this spear. So Ye Fan is still very fortunate that he didn't let Tutu and He Tiesheng fight just now.

He Tiesheng became more and more surprised, more and more anxious as he fought. Although his status in the organization might not be as high as the leader's, in terms of skill, the leader was far inferior to him. In the organization, only that transcendent being could defeat him, while he didn't take others seriously at all.

Although I've hidden my identity and changed my techniques, not using my most skilled moves, I've already put in seven or eight points of true effort. Yet, why can't I feel any hope of victory

Although it seems now that I have Ye Fan on the ropes, He Tiesheng knows that Ye Fan hasn't gone all out. And once he adapts to my fighting style and starts unleashing his full power, will I be able to withstand it Perhaps it's time to retreat for now.

No one would believe that He Tiesheng, who was in complete control on the surface at this moment, would suddenly show signs of retreat. This included Ye Fan, who was currently locked in battle with him.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed quite good, but unfortunately, such a fighting style cannot last forever. When you run out of strength, I will surely take your head." Ye Fan reminded He Tiesheng even during the fight, always feeling that he seemed to be holding back. Ye Fan was very eager to uncover all his secrets.

He Tie Sheng, however, let out a loud cry, "Brazen!" Then, with his sword-wielding hands, he flipped them up and down, once again dancing out a flurry of sword strikes.

Ye Fan knew that if he accidentally touched this blade of flower, he would be immediately shredded to pieces.

However, Ye Fan wasn't willing to hide anymore this time. He wanted to test the power of He Tiesheng's Asura Sickle.

"Paiyun Fist!" Ye Fan suddenly roared. He met the wave of swords, seizing the opportune moment with lightning speed, his hand shot in straight for the vital point, delivering a powerful punch.

“Ah!” Li Qiang and the others exclaimed in surprise, watching Ye Fan recklessly charge into the fray, disregarding his own safety. They couldn't help but worry for him. After all, when masters clash, a slight difference can mean life or death. Ye Fan’s reckless swing could easily result in losing an arm if he miscalculated.

However, before they could even utter a sound, a deafening roar echoed through the air. It turned out that Ye Fan's punch had pierced through the layers of swords and landed with a resounding blow on the Asura Sickle.

He Tie Sheng let out a muffled grunt, his figure retreating step by step. He hadn't expected this at all. After such a situation, Ye Fan dared to directly punch through his sword formation with his fist. You know, if he had miscalculated even slightly, he could have lost his entire arm.

But Ye Fan actually did it. He Tie Sheng was also full of admiration in his heart. Just this courage alone was something that many people didn't have.

And Ye Fan's body paused slightly before he charged forward again. It seemed that the power of the Pai Yun Fist wasn't enough, only sending him flying about ten steps. Let's try my strongest whirlwind kick then.

Ye Fan roared and leaped into the air, kicking towards He Tiesheng with a flurry of legs. His attack was like thunder, aimed directly at He Tiesheng's face.

He Tiesheng was taken aback. Judging from the wind alone generated by this kick, it was even more powerful than the previous punch. If he recklessly blocked it, he would undoubtedly suffer severe internal injuries.walls with water.Bang.Knock knock.Fear gave Shen Yun a surge of strength, prompting her to raise her hand and pound on the heavy iron door with all her might. She screamed hoarsely, "Grandpa, Grandpa,...