"What kind of shit this Deep State shit, it's a waste of everyone's time to come here, and I'm still working hard to promote him some time ago. Especially when I was betting outside today, I saw that I was betting all my value on the victory of the Deep State Teenagers, and I was just as stupid as him. ”

Hearing the bet outside, the ordinary people around him suddenly turned red.

Obviously, these people all want to have the dream of getting rich directly, but when these people saw that Ye Fan couldn't even catch a move from Director Chen at this time, they immediately knew that all the funds they had invested were in vain.

Thinking of this, these voices that scolded Ye Fan were a little higher.

When these people were accusing Ye Fan, they saw that the air mass generated by Director Chen's punch had directly hit Ye Fan's front only a few dozen centimeters.

At this time, they originally thought that Ye Fan would be directly bombarded by this punch, when it fell from the sky.

But what surprised them was that in everyone's eyes, Director Chen's red punch seemed to be carrying something when it was still 50 centimeters away from Ye Fan's body.

That circle of intense pale yellow energy actually stuck obliquely on Ye Fan's shoulder, turned a corner, and led to the space behind Ye Fan.

"How could it be that Curator Chen's punch just now obviously blasted out of this young man's chest, why did he suddenly turn around?"

Just when this thought arose in people's hearts, it took a long time for them to hear a sound of bursting energy from a position more than ten meters behind Ye Fan.

It was the sound of the punch that had just been blasted out by the Chengguan palm that was pushed away by Ye Fan, and finally exploded directly in the void.

At this time, Qin Yuanwu, who was carried by Qin Haoran in his hand, was staring wide-eyed, wanting to witness Ye Fan being directly blown away. It was he who saw Ye Fan flick his hand, and actually dialed that energy directly behind him, his pupils suddenly shrank, his mouth opened wide, and he was directly stunned in place.

Even at this time, the red on his face had not completely faded because of the laughter just now, so he threw it there as if he were a stupid fork.

And Qin Haoran also just retracted his gaze casually at this time, and when he saw Ye Fan casually flicking his hand, he actually really pulled Director Chen's pale yellow energy elsewhere, and his pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

"How is this possible?"

"The full strength of the peak of internal strength, the strength of a punch can be set aside by someone, is it a coincidence?"

And the most shocking thing in the audience was Director Chen himself.

Director Chen was full of confidence in his punch just now.

He was confident that even if his punch hit the ground directly, he could blast the ground into a big hole.

But where did he think that the punch he thought would win was directly pushed away by Ye Fan.

How could this be possible, Director Chen couldn't believe it at all.

And when he saw that the city manager had grown around, Ye Fan easily pushed aside those people on the ground below, and there was an uproar.

Originally, the very few people who had just bet on Ye Fan's victory felt that they were still in dire straits. The next moment, I was immediately immersed in the warmest hot spring in the world.

Most of these people bet their net worth on the victory of the Deep State Teenagers tomorrow.

If Ye Fan can't even support Curator Chen's punch, then it can be said that all the net worth of these people's bodies is directly lost.

However, where did they think that Ye Fan would downplay and directly distract Director Chen's winning punch to such an extent that they immediately regained confidence in Ye Fan again.

If it weren't for the fact that there were many family patriarchs in Xiangchuan around at this time, these people would probably jump up in place and shout at Ye Fan.

Curator Chen saw that his punch was in vain, and then she heard a questioning voice on the ground, and the next moment, the city manager suddenly looked cold.

"Stinky boy, it must be a coincidence that you pushed my punch away just now. But it's a pity that by coincidence, there was only one time, and I didn't believe that I threw a few punches in a row, and you could easily dodge them. ”

After finishing doing this, Director Chen didn't give Ye Fan any chance to refute, and directly blasted more than a dozen punches at Ye Fan in a row.

Just now, Ye Fan lightly pushed aside the strength of his punch, but in Director Chen's opinion, it was impossible at all.

Even Qin Haoran, who was standing above him, couldn't deal with his punch so easily and easily.

What's more, Ye Fan is just a teenager.

And the most important thing is that the suspended air mass under the feet of this teenage boy is still an aura that simply does not exist in this world.

So at this time, there was only one voice in Director Chen's heart telling him that the reason why Ye Fan was able to easily open his fist just now was a complete coincidence.

A roar rang out.

Curator Chen, almost a few breaths of effort, directly blasted out several punches in a row, and one punch was more violent than the other.

He threw out several punches in a row, and the space above the entire Shufeng Martial Arts Hall was shaky.

How can it be said that Director Chen has also entered the peak of internal strength for more than a year, so his cultivation at this time suddenly seemed to everyone like a god descending from the earth, so they did not dare to look at it directly.

Everyone felt the sound of countless muffled thunder ringing in their ears, and the thunder was still continuous, giving them the feeling that their eardrums were about to be shattered at any time.

Even some timid people were directly shocked by this sound wave and sat on the ground, where did they still have the strength to stand up.

Those ordinary people suddenly heard such a shocking thunder and looked at Director Chen at this time, and their pupils suddenly shrank one by one.

At the same time, when they looked at Ye Fan again, he was still standing tall in the air at this time, holding his hands in his hands.

Even if Director Chen threw multiple punches, and the strength of the punches had reached a few meters in front of him, Ye Fan was still unmoved.

The next moment, these people's hair suddenly stood on end, and a terrifying thought flashed in their hearts.

"Maybe it was really just a coincidence that this young man was able to easily push aside Director Chen's progress just now, and then Director Chen was obviously angered. Under the rage, Pavilion Director Chen threw more than a dozen punches in a row, even if Ye Fan was capable, he would not be able to dodge such a fierce attack at all. ”

At this time, these people's hearts are cold.

And the patriarchs of the Xiangchuan family next to them saw the Shufeng Martial Arts Hall at this time, and more than a dozen punches blasted out, and suddenly a look of excitement flashed on their faces.

For the bets of the Shufeng Martial Arts Pavilion and the Shenzhou Teenager Yuntian, these people actually rarely participated. After all, this kind of bet is not too attractive for their existing industries.

However, if Ye Fan was really able to trample the Shufeng Martial Arts Hall under his feet, the status of their own family might really be shaken next.

That's a huge benefit.