The Strongest Berserker of the Female President

The audience in the audience was also stunned. They originally thought that although Yang Yunfan had some strength, there was still a big gap compared to the real ancient martial arts master in the later stage. After all, his realm was there.

No matter what, he never expected that just after the fight, he had an absolute advantage, almost crushing Zeng Moyi.

This is not relying on external objects, or taking advantage of something, but relying on one's own strength to actually rub Zeng Moyi, a later master of martial arts, on the ground.

There are quite a few people who can see the real situation, but most people don't care about it. Anyway, in their opinion, a martial arts master in the middle stage can suppress a martial arts master in the late stage. As for the rest, it doesn't matter at all.

"Get out of here." At this moment, a roar erupted from Zeng Moyi's mouth, like thunder, and exploded on the ring in an instant.

Everyone in the audience, whose strength is lower than that of the middle-stage martial arts masters, only felt the buzzing in their ears, and their figures couldn't help taking a few steps back, away from the ring.

As for those who were lower than the level of martial arts masters, they were already pushed to the back, but they still couldn't bear the attack of the sound. They just felt like being hit by a heavy hammer, their figures shook slightly, and their complexions turned pale.

On the contrary, Xiao Meier and the others, who were closest to the ring, didn't change their expressions at all, as if they didn't feel it, which made many people puzzled.

However, soon, someone noticed that a man standing in front of them suddenly understood that someone had blocked them for them.

"Brother You, thank you. When my boss comes down, I'll ask him to buy you a drink and meat." Xiao Meier and the others didn't react immediately, but Cheng Zhen smiled honestly and walked in front of this man. , patted him on the shoulder, and thanked him.

It doesn't matter to Cheng Zhen, but he is only powerful, so he doesn't know how to help resist it. Fortunately, there is someone to help.

This person was none other than You Nanyan whom Yang Yunfan had met in the previous competition. His opponent had conceded early, so he rushed here immediately.

There are quite a few strong people in this martial arts conference, but for some reason, the first thing he thinks of is Yang Yunfan. Although he knows that this guy hides his strength, he is only in the late stage of martial arts at most.

You have to know how many of them are close to the peak of martial arts masters, they are only stronger than him, but he feels that Yang Yunfan is stronger than those people.

I feel that this thing comes for no reason, but it exists, and many people really believe in it, and You Nanyan is one of them.

So he came here, wanting to watch Yang Yunfan's game, and wondering if he could bring him some surprises.

"It's just a small matter, don't be too polite, just avoid drinking and eating meat." Hearing Cheng Zhen's thanks, You Nanyan shook her head, her face extremely calm, but before everyone could appreciate his integrity, he suddenly changed his mouth Said: "If you must thank me, let your boss meet me in the next game, and let me win."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Meier and the others, who were originally grateful to him, suddenly opened their eyes wide, with disbelief on their faces.

Even Cheng Zhen, who was extremely thick-skinned, also felt the gap between himself and him. Sure enough, there were better players among the strong, and he had to practice more.

This was just a small favor, but he dared to open his mouth and let others give up the championship. This is a bit too shameless, and it is something that ordinary people can say!
"Brother You, I've made a deal with you as a friend. If anything good happens in the future, you must miss me." Cheng Zhen reacted, and slapped You Nanyan's shoulder fiercely again, with an excited face. Fellow people!
"It's easy to say." You Nanyan laughed, looking like you knew me, looked at each other, and laughed loudly, Xiao Meier and the others were baffled by the laugh.

Although Yang Yunfan on the stage was not affected by the roar, he really backed up, taking a full ten steps back to stabilize his figure.

Of course, he wasn't scared off by a word, but Zeng Moyi suddenly erupted with a force far superior to him, and used brute force to force him back.

"I admit that you have some strength, not much worse than the average martial arts masters in the late stage of ancient martial arts." After forcing Yang Yunfan back, Zeng Moyi looked at him with a gloomy expression, and first lifted him up.

It roughly means that the reason why I was beaten by you is not because I am weak, but because you are strong, and your strength is equivalent to that of a martial arts master in the late stage, so I am not ashamed.

"You praise me too much. When I met Qin Yuyu in the early stage of the martial arts master, I was always pressed and beaten by him. I was almost defeated by him. How dare I compare with the ancient warriors in the late stage of the martial arts master?" Yang Yunfan shook his head. , sighed lightly, looking very ashamed.

After listening to Yang Yunfan's answer, Zeng Moyi felt that the prehistoric power in his body was a little uncontrollable, which meant that he couldn't even compare with Qin Yuyu, who was a master of martial arts in the early days, otherwise Qin Yuyu would be able to beat you, but I was beaten by you again.

"I only used five minutes of energy just now, and I will go all out next, and I will let you understand the gap between us." Taking a deep breath, Zeng Moyi felt that he was about to be blown out of anger, but he still needed to Let me explain.

He once tacitly said that he was the proud son of heaven, how could he be beaten by an unknown kid in the middle of the martial arts master, even if he was beaten, it was only because he didn't use all his strength.

"I understand, you are very powerful, definitely better than Qin Yuyu." Yang Yunfan nodded, with a face that I agree with, but the words that came out of his mouth made Zeng Mo vomit blood out of loyalty.

Actually, comparing him with Qin Yuyu is simply an insult to him, okay?How dare the bastard insult me ​​like this, if I don't kill you today, I will swear that I will not be a human being, killing intent emerges in my eyes, and I no longer suppress the anger in my heart.

"Die!" Zeng Moyi understood that what he said was just nonsense, and it was useless at all, so the best way to prove it was to step on the bastard in front of him and win the king, so that no one would remember just now thing.

Of course, he had to defeat Yang Yunfan in the fastest way, without giving him any chance to fight back, in order to thoroughly prove himself.

After finishing speaking, Zeng Moyi burst out with energy all over his body. The extremely hard arena couldn't bear such strength at all, and sank tens of centimeters in an instant.

Walking towards Yang Yunfan step by step, every time he took a step, there was a loud noise, and the ring trembled endlessly, as if he could no longer bear the pressure brought by Zeng Moyi and might collapse at any time.

Yang Yunfan looked at this scene, and his originally mocking expression gradually became dignified. He could feel Zeng's silent state at this time, and he could even feel the turbulent energy in his body.

If he had to use one word to describe it, it would be terror. This power was almost as good as that of a peak martial arts master.