Chapter: 3145
When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation.
While everyone was trembling, Ye Fan was still calm.
From the beginning to the end, he sat there. Even when he punched just now, Ye Fan was still sitting.
He didn't even stand up.
Soon, Ye Fan withdrew his fist, picked up the teapot from the table, and poured himself a cup.
After playing backwards, while holding the teacup, he looked at Wei Qing at his feet teasingly: "Master Wei Qing, how are you?"
"Before I said that Muay Thai, the first of a hundred punches, is not even worthy of lifting my shoes."
"Now, are you convinced?"
Boom~
Ye Fan's voice was like thunder, and his deep words quietly exploded in the room, but it was deafening!
Wei Qing lay on the ground covered in blood.
How embarrassed is he at this time?
With a miserable appearance, there is no trace of arrogance before.
Trembling all over, facing Ye Fan's shouting and questioning, his heart was full of fear.
After seeing Ye Fan's majesty, Wei Qing's courage was undoubtedly frightened.
Lie on the ground and kept begging for mercy: "Submit, I will."
"I'll ask you again, I'll cripple your arm, ruin your reputation, make you panic and beg for mercy, are you convinced?"
Ye Fan was condescending and sat proudly.
A pair of deep eyes, just looking down at Wei Qing at his feet, just like a monarch, looking down on ants.
Hunran's voice came like rolling thunder, and asked again sharply.
"Submit. The master's power is unrivaled, and his boxing skills are monstrous. It's me, Wei Qing, who has no eyes and no eyes. I don't know how to live or die. I offended a real person."
In the battle just now, Ye Fan's power undoubtedly made Wei Qing almost frightened.
Up to now, he still can't forget the moment when he fisted with Ye Fan just now.
The fear of hanging his life by a thread made Wei Qing almost desperate!
Wei Qing knew very well that if Ye Fan hadn't withdrew his hand at the last moment, otherwise, what was crippled by the punch just now would not be an arm, but his entire life.
It wasn't until that moment that Wei Qing realized that what was sitting in front of him was not a weak young man with no strength to restrain a chicken, but an insurmountable mountain.
"I'll ask you last. I said you were lying, that you were incompetent, and that Chinese martial arts were unrivaled. Are you convinced?"
"I am convinced, I, Wei Qing, am convinced. After today, I will not dare to call Muay Thai the best of the hundred boxing. I just beg the master to spare my life~"
Wei Qing knelt down and begged for mercy, grabbing the ground with his head, and the mournful cry echoed throughout the room.
The whole person seems to have only the instinct to survive, and there is no half of the demeanor of a boxing master. JrNovels.com
While everyone was trembling, Ye Fan was still calm.
From the beginning to the end, he sat there. Even when he punched just now, Ye Fan was still sitting.
He didn't even stand up.
Soon, Ye Fan withdrew his fist, picked up the teapot from the table, and poured himself a cup.
After playing backwards, while holding the teacup, he looked at Wei Qing at his feet teasingly: "Master Wei Qing, how are you?"
"Before I said that Muay Thai, the first of a hundred punches, is not even worthy of lifting my shoes."
"Now, are you convinced?"
Boom~
Ye Fan's voice was like thunder, and his deep words quietly exploded in the room, but it was deafening!
Wei Qing lay on the ground covered in blood.
How embarrassed is he at this time?
With a miserable appearance, there is no trace of arrogance before.
Trembling all over, facing Ye Fan's shouting and questioning, his heart was full of fear.
After seeing Ye Fan's majesty, Wei Qing's courage was undoubtedly frightened.
Lie on the ground and kept begging for mercy: "Submit, I will."
"I'll ask you again, I'll cripple your arm, ruin your reputation, make you panic and beg for mercy, are you convinced?"
Ye Fan was condescending and sat proudly.
A pair of deep eyes, just looking down at Wei Qing at his feet, just like a monarch, looking down on ants.
Hunran's voice came like rolling thunder, and asked again sharply.
"Submit. The master's power is unrivaled, and his boxing skills are monstrous. It's me, Wei Qing, who has no eyes and no eyes. I don't know how to live or die. I offended a real person."
In the battle just now, Ye Fan's power undoubtedly made Wei Qing almost frightened.
Up to now, he still can't forget the moment when he fisted with Ye Fan just now.
The fear of hanging his life by a thread made Wei Qing almost desperate!
Wei Qing knew very well that if Ye Fan hadn't withdrew his hand at the last moment, otherwise, what was crippled by the punch just now would not be an arm, but his entire life.
It wasn't until that moment that Wei Qing realized that what was sitting in front of him was not a weak young man with no strength to restrain a chicken, but an insurmountable mountain.
"I'll ask you last. I said you were lying, that you were incompetent, and that Chinese martial arts were unrivaled. Are you convinced?"
"I am convinced, I, Wei Qing, am convinced. After today, I will not dare to call Muay Thai the best of the hundred boxing. I just beg the master to spare my life~"
Wei Qing knelt down and begged for mercy, grabbing the ground with his head, and the mournful cry echoed throughout the room.
The whole person seems to have only the instinct to survive, and there is no half of the demeanor of a boxing master. JrNovels.com
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