The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 120
Bai Zifan's face darkened, and Qi Su who was at the side asked with some doubts. "Brother Bai, what's wrong with you?"

Then Bai Zifan said. "You have also seen Akita's strength, I am afraid that when you meet him..."

Qi Su laughed loudly. "Hahaha, brother Bai, it seems that you haven't seen through this step. I have told you that each of us warriors has our own beliefs. This belief is the driving force for us to live. If we really shrink back Yes, we will stay in this realm for the rest of our lives.”

"Okay, Zifan, you don't have to worry about me, it's fine, don't worry." Gu Nian also said at this time.

Bai Zifan just nodded. "How many people are like this, then I wish you all the best in every subsequent game and win the game!"

"Hahaha, I accept your good words!" Xu Yang laughed.

While Bai Zifan was still chatting with a few people, suddenly a voice shouted loudly. "Next, Jiang Fan will face Nie Wushuang."

After hearing this shout, everyone turned their attention to the stage.

"Jiang Fan? It turned out to be him. I didn't expect him to come." Qi Su looked at a Jiang Fan wearing a black robe on the stage with a serious face. Jiang Fan's appearance belonged to that delicate type, but no one underestimated him. , because he is the only son of Jiang Cheng, head of the Tiger Sect.

Jiang Cheng has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he established the Tiger Gate when he was in his 30s. In this generation of big waves of gold rush, it can make a sect rise from the ground, which shows how powerful Jiang Cheng is.

As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dogs. Jiang Fan has inherited all of Jiang Cheng's martial arts. It can be said that Jiang Cheng is the most amazing among the younger generation.

"But his opponent Nie Wushuang is not simple. I heard that this Nie Wushuang had a fight with the solo swordsman before, and the solo swordsman was defeated. You must know that the solo swordsman has been famous for decades. But as soon as Nie Wushuang came out, his reputation as a lone swordsman was trampled." Xu Yang said with a frown.

"It is said that Nie Wushuang is a disciple of Hu Laogui, I don't know if it is true or not." Gu Nian also said lightly.

"I think it's probably true. Hu Laogui is a lunatic. When he was young, he challenged many famous masters. Even if he lost, he never gave up. He knows how to win that person. It can be said to be a typical Wu Chi."

Listening to the conversation of Qi Su and others next to him, he also knew a little about these two people.

At this moment, the two people on the stage were standing across the air, their eyes had obvious fighting intent, but at the same time, there was also some disdain in their eyes, as if the opponent had already been defeated by him.

"Jiang Fan, I've heard that you are the leader of the younger generation. I don't believe it. Why do you have it? It's best to show me your ability today. Otherwise, the name of leader may change hands. .” Nie Wushuang looked at Jiang Fan and said coldly.

There was no slight fluctuation on Jiang Fan's face, as if he couldn't think of anything.

"Since you have said that it is a false name, then I will give it to you." Jiang Fan said lightly.

Nie Wushuang was furious when he heard the words, Jiang Fan said that giving it to him made him feel like a junior. This false name was given by Jiang Fan, an 'elder', which he could not tolerate.

"That's a big tone. If that's the case, then I have to learn from it today. It's either you die or I live!"

Nie Wushuang rushed towards Jiang Fan in a flash.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan rushed over with both feet.

"Drink!" Nie Wushuang drank violently, and saw a red tiger's head appearing on his hand, which looked a bit blurry.

"Red Tiger Fist!"

Bai Zifan frowned when he saw this, the Chihu Fist was obviously a spark created by friction in the air too fast.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan remained calm, jumped in the air, and put his foot on Nie Wushuang's fist.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the two of them took a few steps back, but they collided again very quickly. The two of them came back and forth, fighting each other for no less than a hundred moves in a short period of time.

I saw that Nie Wushuang's boxing techniques were unpredictable, each punch was aimed at Jiang Fan's fatal point, and Jiang Fan was no longer as calm as before. Although the expression on his face remained unchanged, it could be seen that he Already a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha, Jiang Fan, is this all you can do? If that's the case, then it will be a matter of time before you lose!" Nie Wushuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Jiang Fan's face was frosty, and he mobilized the zhenqi in his body to cover his palms. The zhenqi in his hands looked very chaotic, as if it would disperse if he didn't pay attention.

Seeing this, Nie Wushuang felt even more disdainful. "Eat me with a stacking wave fist!"

Nie Wushuang punched Jiang Fan, and Jiang Fan also slapped out when he saw this.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the two of them stepped back two meters each. There was a scorched tear in front of Jiang Fan's clothes, and Nie Wushuang was not much better. It was completely shattered, revealing the bloody body inside.

But what is surprising is that the wound turned out to be like a whirlpool.

At this time, Jiang Cheng, who was on the viewing platform, was overjoyed when he saw this!
"Hahaha, I didn't expect Fan'er to practice Whirlwind Palm. She really deserves to be my son."

With Jiang Cheng's loud shout, people around him came forward to congratulate him one after another, and Jiang Cheng's face was full of smiles.

"You are not my opponent." Jiang Fan said lightly.

Nie Wushuang smiled, just about to speak, but felt a sweetness in his throat. "puff!"

Nie Wushuang had already suffered a deep internal injury, and he had been holding it back before, as long as he didn't spit out the breath, then he wouldn't have much impact, but after all, he was still injured too badly, and he couldn't hold it back in the end Spit it out.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, everyone present obviously felt that Nie Wushuang's aura had weakened a lot, and it was already at the end of his strength.

Nie Wushuang stood up slowly, laughing loudly.

"Hehehe, hahaha, hahaha, isn't it your opponent? You think too highly of yourself. I admit that your strength is indeed very strong, but you are still a little tender if you want me to admit defeat."

As soon as Nie Wushuang finished speaking, the soles of his feet suddenly kicked on the ground, and his whole body exploded towards Jiang Fan like an arrow from the string.

Seeing Nie Wushuang rushing over, Jiang Fan suddenly had a smile on his face, but there was endless madness hidden in that smile!

Jiang Fan turned his hands into claws and grabbed Nie Wushuang with both hands.

Seeing this, the corners of Nie Wushuang's mouth curled up slightly, revealing his bloodshot teeth, which looked very pervasive.

"Jiang Fan, take my strongest move, it's brilliant."

(End of this chapter)