The Strongest Berserker of the Female President

The speed is really fast. Ordinary ancient martial artists in the middle stage of martial arts masters can't see them clearly at all, and they can't even keep up with their moves. It is conceivable that if they are replaced, I am afraid they will not be able to catch ten moves.

Regarding this situation, they only have one thought in their minds, they are also ancient warriors in the middle stage of martial arts masters, why are you two so handsome?

The fight was very comfortable, and Yang Yunfan couldn't help but want to burst out the strength of the martial arts master in the late stage. After all, it is very unpleasant to suppress the strength and not be able to let go.

But he also knew that if he really went all out, Xiao He in front of him might not be able to handle a few moves, and then he would have no chance to fight.

Xiao He secretly groaned in his heart, originally thought that Yang Yunfan was a bit capable, but he was a little worse than himself, but after fighting, he realized that seeing is not necessarily true, everything is fake.

Except that this kid's moves are not as exquisite as his own, he is stronger than himself in terms of strength, speed, or the use of strength.

So far, except for the hole cards, he has almost gone all out and no longer has any reservations, but he is still slightly at a disadvantage. He has a feeling in his heart that even if he uses the hole cards, he may not be able to win this game.

What's more, this is only the group stage. If the hole cards are used, how will the finals be played.

That's right, Xiao He never doubted that he would not be able to enter the finals. This is his confidence in his own strength, and also his confidence in the so-called trump card.

"Forget it, let's not fight, I admit defeat." Xiao He forced Yang Yunfan back with one move, his expression was extremely depressed, he turned his head and swept down the ring with one step, the speed was so fast that the referee didn't even realize it.

Even Yang Yunfan was a little bit taken aback, feeling very upset in his heart, he was playing comfortably, why did you admit defeat, it was boring.

I hesitated in my heart whether to call him back and continue to fight, but after thinking about it, let it go, I should save some energy, there will be a hard battle later.

The referee came back to his senses, announced the result, waited for a while, the seventh round was over, and he went directly to the eighth round.

In the eighth round, Yang Yunfan faced Cheng Zhen. After these few games, Cheng Zhen only lost two games. One was to Xiao He, and the other was to Zeng Moyi of Qingtian Sect.

In fact, facing Zeng Moyi, if his defense was not strong enough, he might not have been slightly injured. If it were an ancient martial artist in the middle stage of a martial arts master, he would have to lie down for at least a month or two.

So it also proved from the side how strong Cheng Zhen's defense is. He was only an early martial arts master, but he forcibly withstood that punch, only suffering a slight injury.

But Yang Yunfan was fighting with Qin Yuning at that time, so he didn't notice that side, and Cheng Zhen didn't tell them, so naturally he didn't know about it.

Cheng Zhen looked at Yang Yunfan, eager to try, but after hesitating for a long time, he gave up, because he knew that he was really not Yang Yunfan's opponent, so he didn't want to be ashamed.

What's more, he was counting on Yang Yunfan to avenge him in the last fight, so he couldn't consume Yang Yunfan's energy here.

"I admit defeat." Cheng Zhenweng said in a low voice.

"Little brother, don't you want to give it a try? If you beat me, you will be the big brother." Yang Yunfan chuckled.

"Come on, boss, you'd better keep your energy, don't be fooled by that kid." After getting off the ring, Cheng Zhen curled his lips, looking filled with righteous indignation.

"What's going on?" Hearing this, Yang Yunfan couldn't help but startled, and followed, frowning slightly.

Looking at Cheng Zhen for a moment, Yang Yunfan's figure flashed and appeared in front of him in an instant, reaching out and grabbing his pulse. Cheng Zhen wanted to dodge, but suddenly felt an extremely terrifying force attacking, making him He seemed to be suppressed by the mountain, unable to move.

There was a hint of shock in his expression. Although he had already guessed that Yang Yunfan was very strong, it was still beyond his imagination. You must know that he could fight dozens of rounds against Zeng Moyi, a late martial arts master.

But facing Yang Yunfan, just the aura emanating from him made him unable to muster up the courage to fight, how terrifying it must be!

Yang Yunfan put his hand on his wrist, and after a while slowly raised his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Are you injured? Who hurt you?"

But soon, Yang Yunfan came to his senses, in his group of ten people, there were three and a half people capable of defeating and injuring him, and these three people were himself, Xiao He, and Zeng Moyi of the Qingtian Sect.

As for the other half, it is Qin Yuyu. After all, he has the strength of Qin Tandao hidden in his body. As for the method of raising his strength to the late stage of a martial arts master, it is not that Yang Yunfan underestimated Qin Tandao. Even if he thinks about it now, I guess I can't use it anymore.

The match between Xiao He and Cheng Zhen was in the second match. I watched it at the time, and Cheng Zhen was not injured, which means that Xiao He's suspicion can be ruled out.

Then there is the half of Qin Yuyu. The last match was him and Cheng Zhen, but Qin Yuyu gave up directly and didn't even enter the ring. He probably felt too embarrassed to come out, so it couldn't be him.

After excluding this one and a half people, only myself and Zeng Moyi were left. I didn't fight him, and there was no matter of hurting him, so the only answer was that Zeng Moyi.

Thinking of what Cheng Zhen said just now, don't be fooled by others, Yang Yunfan became more sure, murderous intent emerged in his heart, he patted Cheng Zhen's shoulder, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, looked into his eyes and said: "Look, brother help You find your place."

"Okay, kick his ass and kick him off the ring." Cheng Zhen smiled honestly, but his face was full of excitement.

"Okay, just do as you said, let's kick the dog four times." Yang Yunfan smiled, and turned his eyes to Zeng Moyi who had already got off the ring not far away, with a cruel smile on his lips.

As if feeling Yang Yunfan's gaze, Zeng Moyi raised his head slowly, met his gaze, grinned, his white teeth gleaming in the sun, and then cut his throat at Yang Yunfan with a provocative expression.

Yang Yunfan didn't respond, what he did now was useless, except to make him want to beat him even more in the ring, what use would it be.

And I have already made up my mind that this Zeng Moyi is a member of the Qingtian Sect. It seems that the suzerain of the Qingtian Sect knows that he has abolished his son. .

No, why did I share with the third brother of the Qin family and Zeng Moyi? It turned out that it was the Qin family and the Qingtian sect who did it. They wanted to drive me to death, or use the wheel to fight!