The Strongest Berserker of the Female President

The young man raised his head and met Yang Yunfan's gaze without dodging at all, as if it was a matter of course.

"Of course. If I lose, I will be your servant for three years. If you lose, you will have to pay the corresponding price." The young man said as a matter of course.

Yang Yunfan looked at the young man, wondering if he really didn't understand, or he was just pretending to be stupid. If he beat himself, he would be famous in China, isn't that enough?

"Don't you know that as long as you defeat me, you can become famous in China?" Regardless of whether the young man was pretending to be stupid or really stupid, Yang Yunfan said it directly.

"What's the use of it? It's just a false name. I'm not interested in it at all." The boy sneered and said with disdain.

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan was speechless. It seems that this young man is not only thick-skinned, but also likes to pretend to be 13, and there is no trace of pretending. He is a master of this way.

"Okay, what do you want if I lose?" Yang Yunfan was very speechless, and didn't intend to expose him, so he waved his hand and asked directly.

"It's very simple. If you lose, just work as my attendant for a year." The young man looked at Yang Yunfan, his expression was full of confidence, and he couldn't hide his arrogance.

"Okay, as long as you can beat me, so what if I can be your servant for a year." Yang Yunfan chuckled, his face extremely calm, and before the smile on the boy's face froze, Yang Yunfan continued: "But this It seems that they are not equal, what is my strength now, and what is your strength, my income in one year is enough to equal ten years of yours."

"Just kidding, although my current strength is not as good as yours, but three years later, I will definitely be able to defeat you." The young man couldn't bear it anymore, Yang Yunfan was clearly underestimating him.

"Well, it's better than this. If you lose, you will be my servant for three years. Then we will compete with all our strength. If you can defeat me, you will be free. But if you still fail, then How about being my follower for ten years?" Yang Yunfan looked at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said slowly.

"Impossible." The young man almost didn't even think about it, so he refused directly. What a joke, how could he agree to such a loss.

"Why didn't you agree? Didn't you say confidently just now that you will definitely be able to defeat me in three years? Is this a guilty conscience?" Yang Yunfan laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in his expression, which was an obvious aggressive method.

"How can I have a guilty conscience, I just feel that it's not equal. It's not worthwhile for you to exchange one year for my 13 years." The young man was furious and retorted.

"Hehe, how could it be 13 years? You just swore that you would defeat me in three years. Are you admitting that you are bragging?" He opened his mouth to answer, and then continued: "Besides, with my current strength, it should be no problem to beat you ten times. Then one year for me is equal to ten years for you, which should be the most equal condition."

"Impossible!" Although the young man was very confident, he was still unwilling to agree.

My aptitude is very good, but the person in front of me is already called the No. 1 under the half-step transformation. Who knows what state he is in three years later, maybe he has stepped into the half-step transformation.

And in my three years, it is obviously impossible to become a half-step transformation, at most it is the peak strength of a martial arts master. I was just too excited just now, and I just said that sentence without thinking about it. After saying it He regretted it a little.

But at this moment, Yang Yunfan seemed to hold on to that sentence, which made him do not know how to refute it, because what Yang Yunfan said seemed to make a little sense.

"Well, then I won't embarrass you. If you lose, let's fight again in three years. If you can beat me, I will let you be free." Yang Yunfan laughed, not annoyed, looking at the boy , the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a smile, he said slowly: "But if you lose, you will continue to be my follower, no more than ten years at most, but during these ten years, you can challenge me at any time, When you can defeat me, I will give you freedom."

The young man looked slightly stunned, as if he was hesitant. If so, he would be confident that he would be able to surpass Yang Yunfan within five years at the latest.

Although five years is not a short period of time, it is nothing to him. He is only 23 years old now and five years later.

"Okay, I promise you, I will definitely beat you at your peak in three years' time." Taking a deep breath, the boy finally raised his head, met Yang Yunfan's playful gaze, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"It seems that you have no confidence in yourself. You think you will be my servant for three years!" Yang Yunfan laughed after hearing this.

"Hmph, of course I have the confidence to beat you at the early stage of a martial arts master, but I want to beat you even more when you are in your prime." The young man sneered, his expression unchanged, and the fighting intent in his eyes became more intense, like two flames. People dare not look at it.

"Yes, young people should have such vigor, but I can tell you that after three years, you will not be my opponent, because my opponent is only myself." Yang Yunfan smiled, opened his mouth slowly, Every word was extremely clear, and when his words fell, an extremely powerful aura emanated from his whole body.

The breath is full of confidence, and everyone on the field can clearly feel it. No one thinks that Yang Yunfan is talking big, or even thinks it should be so.

Even that young man, under this aura, panicked in his heart, which made him doubt himself. Three years later, or even five years later, would he really be able to catch up with Yang Yunfan and defeat him?

This trace of doubt is like a flame, constantly burning his self-confidence, making his self-confidence thinner and thinner, and facing Yang Yunfan, he is also less and less confident.

But soon, the boy regained his sobriety, and instantly dispelled that trace of doubt. Even if he couldn't defeat him in three or even five years, so what, at worst it would take eight or even ten years, as long as he didn't give up, sooner or later will surpass him.

Thinking of this, he exhaled slowly, and his whole body became more calm. Looking at Yang Yunfan, his eyes became more and more fiery, and the fighting spirit in his heart was almost on fire.

Yang Yunfan smiled, nodding secretly in his heart, this kid is really good, not only has good qualifications, but also has a very strong heart.

His achievements in the future will definitely not be too low, and even the title of the next strongest half-step transformation may fall to this kid. A thought flashed in Yang Yunfan's mind, and it can be seen that he admires this boy very much.

However, since ancient times, the edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. This kid has experienced too little now. If he can withstand the training of failure in the future, he will definitely become a great talent.