The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

Li Ge looked at his feet hesitantly, and he was stepping on the white line drawn to make it easier to distinguish.

"There is no such thing as going out of the ring in the rules."

Li Ge refused to accept it, he didn't want to lose the game so aggrieved.

"Really? Isn't there such a saying?"

Ye Feng repeated in doubt, and seemed to want to ask Ye's family when he turned around.

Seeing this, Li Ge also turned his head to look at Ye Zhendong's attitude, but felt a sudden strong wind hit his chest. When he returned home, a 42-size shoe was already imprinted on his chest.

"It seems that there is no such rule."

After kicking people away with one kick, Ye Feng thoughtfully agreed.

"Nimma! This is too shameless!"

"Words disturb others, and when people are not prepared, they kick and fly. I have learned."

"For the first time, I felt the importance of eloquence."

"It really humiliated Huaxia No.1's name, and it is still using such a disgraceful method."

"I was looking forward to how powerful Huaxia No.1 would be! It turned out like this, alas! It's really embarrassing."

……

The crowd's opinion of Ye Feng immediately turned into one-sided contempt.

In the Ye family, many people also sneered. Ye Feiyun, who had been paying attention to the battle, also sarcastically said at this time: "You really are a waste, and you still have to rely on this unscrupulous method to win."

In the arena, Ye Feng, who once again ended the battle in 10 minutes, started the next battle calmly.

……

Ten consecutive battles, each of which will be precisely controlled by Ye Feng to end at about ten minutes, none of which has exceeded this time, and after such a long time of fighting, Ye Feng seems to be overwhelmed by exhaustion, and even appeared on his body. Injuries of varying degrees.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, every time Ye Feng wins, it is not easy. He either takes advantage of other people's flaws to win, waits for the opponent's attack to be weak, or wins with his mouth more shamelessly.

In short, in these ten games, Ye Feng did not show a crushing situation in any of them.

But what is indisputable is that he did beat these ten people.

Although in some less recognized ways.

This feeling is very strange, Ye Feng obviously won, but it makes people feel that he won very reluctantly, even many times he shouldn't win, but he persisted until the end.

"Now I seriously doubt how deep the No.1 level of Huaxia Martial Arts is, and it was taken away by such a good person. Unfortunately, I always wanted to see the elegance of Huaxia No.1 before."

In the audience, many people expressed dissatisfaction.

After the ten battles just now, everyone had a thought that Ye Feng was not worthy of the title of No. 1 in Chinese Martial Arts.

Ye Feng didn't care about this either. After the fight, he prepared to leave the ring.

"and many more!"

At this moment, a strange voice broke the commotion, and Ye Feiyun stood up with his head held high.

"I am the final examiner. If you want to marry someone from my Ye family, you have to pass my test first."

The sudden appearance of Ye Feiyun made the air in the field quiet for a moment.

"Oh? Didn't you just say that I will replace you?"

Ye Feng asked with a smile on his face, pretending to be puzzled.

Li Daoru, who had been wondering why Ye Feng was hiding his strength, suddenly realized when he saw Ye Feng's smile, looked at Li Qingshan beside him with a complicated expression, hesitated for a while, but finally said nothing.

And Ye Qingshan, who had been frowning and watching Ye Feng all the time, also had his eyelids twitch wildly at this moment, and an uncertain guess gradually emerged in his heart.

"Ye Feiyun! Come back!"

Seeing that Ye Feiyun had strode onto the ring, Ye Qingshan, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly stood up.

With a burst of shouting, the eyes of the audience were all attracted, and they all looked at Ye Qingshan curiously.

"Grandpa...it's okay, with his strength, he can't beat me."

Ye Feiyun stopped, scratched his head, a little embarrassed, wanted to continue walking, but worried about Ye Qingshan's scolding.

Although he is used to being lawless outside, he has always been very well-behaved when facing the old man at home. At this time, he behaved like a three-year-old child who met a strict father, showing restraint everywhere, that was because he wanted to go on stage. Fear of being rejected.

Ye Feiyun knew that if Ye Qingshan insisted on asking him to step down, it would be impossible for him to go up on his own, but if he came down at this time, the next thing would be that he couldn't beat Ye Feng, mainly because it would be embarrassing in front of so many people!

Thinking of this, Ye Feiyun hurriedly gave his father Ye Zhendong a look, the plea was self-evident.

"Dad! It's okay, isn't it just to compete on stage? Even if you can't win, there won't be any problems."

Ye Zhendong, who had always wanted to take revenge on Ye Feng, also stood up.

The incident of Ye Yunhai being forced to kneel by Ye Feng yesterday is still vivid in his memory. Since Ye Feiyun is confident that he can avenge his brother, Ye Zhendong will not stop him of course.

The begging and consolation of the father and son made Ye Qingshan hesitate, and looked at the smile on Ye Feng's face again, but the uneasiness in his heart did not decrease in the slightest.

He had a premonition that Ye Feng wanted to do something in the next game.

"That's all!" After a long time, Ye Qingshan gave up insisting, and while sitting down, he said to Li Daoru: "Li Daoru, after today, our two families are likely to be in-laws. Since their juniors want to compete, I Don't spoil their interest."

The person who said this seems to be Li Daoru, but in fact, he just wants to tell Ye Feng that our two families are likely to get married, so it's better not to go too far.

Hearing this, Ye Feng just looked at Ye Qingshan with a smile, but didn't say anything, which made Ye Qingshan feel more uneasy.

"Ye Feng, you will lose your title as Huaxia No.1 in no time. If you have any thoughts, you can tell them in advance, so as not to be beaten so hard that you can't speak later. After all...it's easy for me to lose my sense of proportion." .” Ye Feiyun smiled darkly.

Of course he has the confidence to say such words. After watching Ye Feng's ten games in a row, he probably has a clear understanding of Ye Feng's strength in his heart.

He has good stamina, tight defense, and decent speed. He can occasionally burst out, but his attack power is seriously insufficient. Most of the time, he has to catch the opponent's flaws in order to defeat the enemy with one blow.

These are the conclusions that Ye Feiyun came to through the observation just now.

After comparing his own strength with his own, Ye Feiyun found that he was stronger than Ye Feng by more than 01:30 points.

Of course, all these conjectures are based on observations, and Ye Feiyun plans to try it out for details.

Maybe, Ye Feng will be worse than he imagined?