The Strongest Berserker of the Female President
Chapter 415 Huge Humiliation
Although Mu Zhengshan wished to cut Yang Yunfan to pieces, he couldn't do it now. If he did, the first person who would not let him go would be the president of the Martial Arts Association, and the other judges would not let him go either. .
This is related to their own interests. If they can continue to hold this massive martial arts conference, their Zongmen family can take it one step further. It is impossible to become the top, but at least it can enter the real world. The first-class gate of the city, instead of wandering further downstream.
"Now I'll give you a chance to admit defeat, otherwise there will be a fight later, and it won't be worth it if one of you loses your life." Zeng Moyi looked at Yang Yunfan with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes.
"Okay, then I also advise you, it's better to get off the ring by yourself, or you'll be on your knees when I make a move." Yang Yunfan laughed, but calmed down.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Before Zeng Moyi could answer, a group of audience members burst into laughter. Naturally, they knew the meaning of Yang Yunfan's words better than anyone else.
If you don't understand, you can refer to the landing postures of the three members of the Qin family. I don't know if they have been photographed. Maybe it will be worth some money if sold to the three members of the Qin family in the future.
"I hope you won't regret what you said now." Zeng Moyi sneered, never paying attention to Yang Yunfan's words. He is not an embroidered pillow like Qin Yuyu, who looks fancy but not useful.
"Don't worry, I'm a person who keeps my word and sticks to it." Yang Yunfan shrugged and replied seriously.
"Then die!" Zeng Moyi raised his hand, and saw that the air around him seemed to have stopped flowing, staring at Yang Yunfan, and clenched his fists hard.
"Oh!"
There was a muffled sound, and the air around Yang Yunfan exploded instantly, and gusts of wind wrapped him in it, as if to chop him alive.
Although these strong winds were strong, when they fell on Yang Yunfan, they seemed to tickle him, and they didn't affect him at all.
"Comfortable." Yang Yunfan squinted his eyes and enjoyed it. When the strong wind disappeared, he opened his eyes and looked at Zeng Moyi, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's comfortable, why did it stop?"
Without giving Zeng Moyi time to answer, Yang Yunfan stretched out his thumb and praised: "I never thought that you, as a strong late-stage martial arts master, would be proficient in massage, and even integrated it into ancient martial arts, you are simply a genius. "
"Ha ha ha ha……"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience burst into laughter. It was really fun to watch this guy's game. It was so interesting.
"Looking for death." Zeng Moyi was furious. To be humiliated in this way, to him who was always proud, it was comparable to killing his father and taking his wife.
Without further testing, the figure turned into wind and rushed towards Yang Yunfan, waving his hands, the strong winds were like a dragon swimming, tearing the air, and rushed towards Yang Yunfan.
"He is a one-stop service, and you have created two dragons. You are worthy of being a master of martial arts." Yang Yunfan chuckled.
Although he taunted Zeng Moyi in his mouth, his speed was not slow at all, and he swayed left and right like willow catkins.
The two wandering dragons that turned into strong winds rushed past his clothes, smashed hard on the ring, knocked a large piece of it off, and the whole ground trembled.
Without the slightest hesitation, at the moment when the two energies swept across, Yang Yunfan also exploded with all his strength, and started his own counterattack.
He waved his hands without any tricks, his fists were full of energy, and they went straight to Zeng Moyi's chest. The essence of the three words "shen harmonic, fast and accurate", this is also a real military boxing, which does not hurt anyone but kills.
If you don't hit, you will be seriously injured if you don't die. Yang Yunfan is a person who survived the battlefield. In his dictionary, there is only one word for facing the enemy, and that is to kill.
This time, he not only wanted to defeat Zeng Moyi, but also made him understand what regret is.
Although Cheng Zhen didn't say too much, Yang Yunfan could feel that this had tacitly killed him before. If Cheng Zhen's defense was not strong enough, he might have become a dead soul long ago.
Yang Yunfan is not a saint, but an ordinary ancient warrior. He has his own Ni Lin, and his former brother is his Ni Lin, so he vowed to destroy the temples in his life.
The friends around him now are also his Ni Lin, if you dare to touch his Ni Lin, then you have to be prepared to bear his anger.
Although he hasn't known Cheng Zhen for too long, he has seen what Cheng Zhen did last time, and he has long regarded him as a friend. This is a brother who can give their backs to each other.
But now, Zeng Moyi wants to kill Cheng Zhen, and he has already done so, so Yang Yunfan will naturally not show mercy. If you are the first grader, don't blame me for being the fifteenth.
Yang Yunfan's counterattack was fierce, but Zeng Moyi was not just for nothing. The martial arts master's late stage state was there, and he made the most correct reaction in the shortest time.
Although he was a little hasty, he still blocked Yang Yunfan's fists, but he was shocked by the punch, and he took a few steps back, suffering a small loss.
Before his figure stabilized, Yang Yunfan had already caught up with him in a stride, his fists were like rolling wheels, pounding towards him continuously, still according to the words "fast, very accurate", without any false moves.
Zeng Moyi's face was extremely gloomy, and he suppressed the anger in his heart. At this moment, he couldn't attack at all, so he could only passively defend.
In just a split second, he was forced back a few steps again, looking a little embarrassed, which made his heart burn with anger, feeling extremely humiliated.
It is undeniable that he underestimated Yang Yunfan. At the beginning, he used the method of dealing with ordinary martial arts masters and ancient warriors in the middle stage to deal with Yang Yunfan. Too much.
But he didn't want not only to be easily resolved by Yang Yunfan, but also to be caught with a flaw, which led to a hidden loss, which led to being suppressed and beaten by Yang Yunfan now.
How could he endure such humiliation when he was a strong late-stage martial arts master who was chased and beaten by a weak mid-stage martial arts master, and could only defend passively.
So he was about to be driven crazy by Yang Yunfan, and he didn't care about so much, so he decided to use a big move.
Although he knew that an ancient martial artist in the middle stage of a martial arts master would not be able to sustain such a ferocious attack for too long, as long as he survived this period of time and waited for the opponent to breathe a little, he would be able to fight back.
But he just couldn't bear it, his pride didn't allow him to be oppressed and beaten by someone who was weaker than him, who was he, the proud son of heaven, a rare genius who could only be seen in a hundred years.
As for that kid, he was born in a small sect with no reputation at all, and his realm is lower than his own. If he continues to let it go on, it will definitely become a stain on his life.
This is related to their own interests. If they can continue to hold this massive martial arts conference, their Zongmen family can take it one step further. It is impossible to become the top, but at least it can enter the real world. The first-class gate of the city, instead of wandering further downstream.
"Now I'll give you a chance to admit defeat, otherwise there will be a fight later, and it won't be worth it if one of you loses your life." Zeng Moyi looked at Yang Yunfan with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes.
"Okay, then I also advise you, it's better to get off the ring by yourself, or you'll be on your knees when I make a move." Yang Yunfan laughed, but calmed down.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Before Zeng Moyi could answer, a group of audience members burst into laughter. Naturally, they knew the meaning of Yang Yunfan's words better than anyone else.
If you don't understand, you can refer to the landing postures of the three members of the Qin family. I don't know if they have been photographed. Maybe it will be worth some money if sold to the three members of the Qin family in the future.
"I hope you won't regret what you said now." Zeng Moyi sneered, never paying attention to Yang Yunfan's words. He is not an embroidered pillow like Qin Yuyu, who looks fancy but not useful.
"Don't worry, I'm a person who keeps my word and sticks to it." Yang Yunfan shrugged and replied seriously.
"Then die!" Zeng Moyi raised his hand, and saw that the air around him seemed to have stopped flowing, staring at Yang Yunfan, and clenched his fists hard.
"Oh!"
There was a muffled sound, and the air around Yang Yunfan exploded instantly, and gusts of wind wrapped him in it, as if to chop him alive.
Although these strong winds were strong, when they fell on Yang Yunfan, they seemed to tickle him, and they didn't affect him at all.
"Comfortable." Yang Yunfan squinted his eyes and enjoyed it. When the strong wind disappeared, he opened his eyes and looked at Zeng Moyi, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's comfortable, why did it stop?"
Without giving Zeng Moyi time to answer, Yang Yunfan stretched out his thumb and praised: "I never thought that you, as a strong late-stage martial arts master, would be proficient in massage, and even integrated it into ancient martial arts, you are simply a genius. "
"Ha ha ha ha……"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience burst into laughter. It was really fun to watch this guy's game. It was so interesting.
"Looking for death." Zeng Moyi was furious. To be humiliated in this way, to him who was always proud, it was comparable to killing his father and taking his wife.
Without further testing, the figure turned into wind and rushed towards Yang Yunfan, waving his hands, the strong winds were like a dragon swimming, tearing the air, and rushed towards Yang Yunfan.
"He is a one-stop service, and you have created two dragons. You are worthy of being a master of martial arts." Yang Yunfan chuckled.
Although he taunted Zeng Moyi in his mouth, his speed was not slow at all, and he swayed left and right like willow catkins.
The two wandering dragons that turned into strong winds rushed past his clothes, smashed hard on the ring, knocked a large piece of it off, and the whole ground trembled.
Without the slightest hesitation, at the moment when the two energies swept across, Yang Yunfan also exploded with all his strength, and started his own counterattack.
He waved his hands without any tricks, his fists were full of energy, and they went straight to Zeng Moyi's chest. The essence of the three words "shen harmonic, fast and accurate", this is also a real military boxing, which does not hurt anyone but kills.
If you don't hit, you will be seriously injured if you don't die. Yang Yunfan is a person who survived the battlefield. In his dictionary, there is only one word for facing the enemy, and that is to kill.
This time, he not only wanted to defeat Zeng Moyi, but also made him understand what regret is.
Although Cheng Zhen didn't say too much, Yang Yunfan could feel that this had tacitly killed him before. If Cheng Zhen's defense was not strong enough, he might have become a dead soul long ago.
Yang Yunfan is not a saint, but an ordinary ancient warrior. He has his own Ni Lin, and his former brother is his Ni Lin, so he vowed to destroy the temples in his life.
The friends around him now are also his Ni Lin, if you dare to touch his Ni Lin, then you have to be prepared to bear his anger.
Although he hasn't known Cheng Zhen for too long, he has seen what Cheng Zhen did last time, and he has long regarded him as a friend. This is a brother who can give their backs to each other.
But now, Zeng Moyi wants to kill Cheng Zhen, and he has already done so, so Yang Yunfan will naturally not show mercy. If you are the first grader, don't blame me for being the fifteenth.
Yang Yunfan's counterattack was fierce, but Zeng Moyi was not just for nothing. The martial arts master's late stage state was there, and he made the most correct reaction in the shortest time.
Although he was a little hasty, he still blocked Yang Yunfan's fists, but he was shocked by the punch, and he took a few steps back, suffering a small loss.
Before his figure stabilized, Yang Yunfan had already caught up with him in a stride, his fists were like rolling wheels, pounding towards him continuously, still according to the words "fast, very accurate", without any false moves.
Zeng Moyi's face was extremely gloomy, and he suppressed the anger in his heart. At this moment, he couldn't attack at all, so he could only passively defend.
In just a split second, he was forced back a few steps again, looking a little embarrassed, which made his heart burn with anger, feeling extremely humiliated.
It is undeniable that he underestimated Yang Yunfan. At the beginning, he used the method of dealing with ordinary martial arts masters and ancient warriors in the middle stage to deal with Yang Yunfan. Too much.
But he didn't want not only to be easily resolved by Yang Yunfan, but also to be caught with a flaw, which led to a hidden loss, which led to being suppressed and beaten by Yang Yunfan now.
How could he endure such humiliation when he was a strong late-stage martial arts master who was chased and beaten by a weak mid-stage martial arts master, and could only defend passively.
So he was about to be driven crazy by Yang Yunfan, and he didn't care about so much, so he decided to use a big move.
Although he knew that an ancient martial artist in the middle stage of a martial arts master would not be able to sustain such a ferocious attack for too long, as long as he survived this period of time and waited for the opponent to breathe a little, he would be able to fight back.
But he just couldn't bear it, his pride didn't allow him to be oppressed and beaten by someone who was weaker than him, who was he, the proud son of heaven, a rare genius who could only be seen in a hundred years.
As for that kid, he was born in a small sect with no reputation at all, and his realm is lower than his own. If he continues to let it go on, it will definitely become a stain on his life.
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