He originally thought that if he revealed his identity as the son of the King of Fighters, this junior would kneel down and beg for mercy.

However, Mo Wuya never thought that the young man in front of him would be so arrogant.

Facing his monstrous background, he only replied one sentence, so what?

He also said that even his father was ignored.

I rely on!

Shall I go to Nima?

Are you over-pretentious?

Mo Wuya was so angry that his face was livid, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

In his life, he has seen countless people.

However, this is the first time I have met someone who can pretend like Ye Fan!

I just don't know how to live or die.

"In that case, there is nothing to talk about."

"Boy, I gave you a chance, but you missed it."

"Next, I can only do justice for the sky and kill you madman!"

"To the sword god, to the Japanese martial arts, an explanation!"

Huh~

After the words fell, Mo Wuya's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The next moment, his whole body exploded with a bang, and the storm swept through, bringing up dust all over the sky.

Then, with clenched palms, he punched Chu Yun with a bang.

The punch was violent, and it exploded with an onset sound.

That powerful and heavy punch, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, slammed in Ye Fan's direction angrily.

Seeing this, Ye Fan shook his head, "You still call yourself the son of the King of Fighters?"

"Just this boxing technique, it's too slow."

While chuckling, Ye Fan stomped his footsteps, moved his body, and dodged Mo Wuya's attack while walking in the courtyard.

Boom~

Only a muffled sound was heard.

The heavy fist landed, bringing up dust all over the sky.

Mo Wuya hit with all his strength, but it landed in the empty space.

"You bastard, don't be complacent."

"This is just the first punch." JrNovels.com