Hearing Huo Qiming talk about the Secret Special Operations Brigade, the head of the Hong family couldn't help but wonder: "Huo Lao, could it be that this Ye Fan is from the Secret Special Operations Brigade?"

"I don't know. Huo Lao shook his head.

He really didn't know, he only knew that Ye Fan was Meng Lao's apprentice, which was enough for him to digest, even if Ye Fan won the money pot, he wouldn't be surprised.

Kong Fei, the head of the Kong family, answered: "It shouldn't be, last time he had a conflict with my family, I asked someone to check his information, and he has been a soldier in the army for five years, since this news can be found, it means that he is not from the secret special operations team, and the information shows that he has been discharged from the army more than half a year ago." ”

How did Kong Fei know that all of Ye Fan's information had been changed.

Not to mention, Ye Fan is now a member of the "Dragon Shadow" of the Secret Special Operations Team, and he has just stepped into the door.

"Old Kong, you know more about him, you analyze it, does Ye Fan have a chance to win?"

Kong Fei pondered for a while, and responded: "No chance, even if Ye Fan has a lot of experience in battle, and he is afraid that his prediction is higher than that of the Qian family master, but his strength is clearly a cut behind the Qian family master, then he is destined to only fight, not a hard touch, as long as the Qian family master does not make a fatal mistake, as long as he seizes an opportunity, it is enough to destroy Ye Fan." ”

"And, don't forget, the Qian family master hasn't used his secret technique yet: the Siege Fist. ”

Hearing Kong Fei's words, the other two family heads couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after all, they were both the four ancient martial arts families in the provincial capital, so they naturally hoped that the money pot could win.

And if the money pot loses, doesn't it mean that Ye Fan's combat power is above the four masters, so how can the four old guys be embarrassed.

When the three family heads analyzed, there were already discussions in other places, some were surprised by Ye Fan's fighting ability, while most of them questioned why the money pot hadn't taken Ye Fan down yet.

Qian Ju heard the buzz of the discussion around him, and only felt that it pierced his ears like thousands of sharp needles, which stimulated him a little ashamed and angry.

Thinking that as the first head of the four ancient martial arts families, he couldn't settle a young junior for a long time, how embarrassing it was.

After a wide open and closed attack forced Ye Fan back, Qian Ju did not pursue, but stared at Ye Fan with a cold face and said:

"Yes, there are two hits, no wonder you dare to be so rampant, but the game should be over, if I start later, if it is heavy, you don't scream too loudly. ”

Hearing this, there was a burst of laughter all around.

Everyone knows that the money pot is going to be ruthless, or rather, it's going to be serious, so many people can't wait to shout: Hurry up!

Ye Fan smiled coldly and responded: "Don't put a pen in front of me, your son's pen and your brother's pen, I want to vomit when I think of it." ”

"Look for death. ”

The money pot shouted loudly, the breath around his body exploded, and the hem of his clothes swayed without wind, and the momentum was very scary.

Ye Fan didn't dare to be careless, knowing that the other party was only afraid that he was going to use the city overthrowing fist...... I hope I can bear it.

The figure of the money pot flashed, and the momentum of the siege of thousands of troops rushed towards Ye Fan.

After getting closer, both hands came out, the reverse joint was twisted, and the sound of fried beans exploded in the arm, and then the arm was shaken, and the two fists double-hit Ye Fan's chest.

Ye Fan's heart was slightly cold, it was the first time he saw both fists attacking at the same time, he didn't know the depth, he didn't dare to take it rashly, and he hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

The money pot is like a maggot attached to the bone, and the fists are in hot pursuit.

Ye Fan dodged again, but the boxing ring was so big, and after a few dodges, he had been pressed to the corner of the table by the money pot, and he could only respond head-on, so it was possible to switch positions.

Pick up!

Melee!

With this move, Ye Fan felt the horror of the money pot fist move, which was completely domineering.

That is: completely ignoring Ye Fan's dismantling moves, no matter how Ye Fan responds, the money pot is still unfolded according to the fist path, and the fist does not leave Ye Fan's chest, forcing Ye Fan to retreat step by step, and the danger is full of dangers.

The people around all puffed out their eyes and stared at the two of them tightly, for fear of missing every link.

And Lan Rui, Ye Yin and Yan Rufei's faces were full of uneasiness and worry, because they could all see that Ye Fan was in a hurry, and the situation was completely one-sided.

As for Yan Ruyu, her face was not surprised or happy, and she was always as calm as ever.

The money pot is getting more and more popular, the momentum is becoming more and more dominant, and the punching speed is getting faster and faster.

Ye Fan had cold sweat on his forehead, and then he personally felt the horror of martial arts, not that he couldn't understand the opponent's fist, but that the opponent's chain attacks were too coherent, and he didn't need any consideration at all.

Again, the money pot burst out with both fists, and Ye Fan had no choice but to cross his hands and carry it hard!

"Bang!"

The two fists slammed into Ye Fan's arm, and the arm bones were almost broken, so painful that Ye Fan's hair stood up.

At this time, he saw a wild smile on Qian Ju's face...... Bad!

"Lie down for me. ”

The money pot shouted violently, and the two fists suddenly split, and in a very small field, they began to bombard like a storm.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly woke up, the front was just the front form of the Covering City Fist, and this was the most terrifying attack.

He tried his best to spread out the opponent's fist, but he couldn't do anything at all, his hands were completely blocked by the opponent's fist rain, and he could only be beaten.

"Good, good!"

"I finally saw the Siege Fist, so fierce, so sharp. ”

Excited ghost cries erupted all around.

Qian Mao in the audience was also full of excitement, as if he was beating Ye Fan violently on stage.

Zhu Ping turned her head and said to Ye Duanshui: "Your old choice is right." ”

Ye Duanshui Chicken nodded like a peck of rice: "This little beast doesn't know how thick the sky is, why should it." ”

The heads of the three ancient martial arts families were relieved, and they were already talking and laughing lightly.

As for Huo Lao, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was some doubt in his eyes: Could it be that Mr. Meng's apprentice is capable of this?

The mentality is different, but it is undoubtedly seen that Ye Fan has completely lost the ability to fight back, and was completely forced to be crushed and beaten in the corner of the table by the money pot, and he can't support it for long......

Yes, it can't be sustained.

Ye Fan knows better than anyone that if he continues like this, he will be beaten by the money pot, and he must break his fist in order to escape this catastrophe.

His eyes were fixed on the fist path of the money pot, and his mind had already captured the trajectory of the Covering City Fist.

Now is the time!

At this moment, Ye Fan's elbows suddenly flipped over, and he used his elbows instead of fists, holding the money pot with two punches, and when the money pot wanted to attack again, he fought back half a second first.

Lunge forward, shorten your opponent's punch, and then meet your opponent's fist with an elbow strike.

In this way, Shengsheng forced the money pot to take a step back, and an exit appeared in the space that was originally sealed by the money pot.

Ye Fan is the exit of Bo's line, his figure flashed, and he rushed out of the exit at great speed.

But when he was only halfway out, he knew that it was bad, the opponent's short fist was completely locked in his body, Ye Fan moved, money

The pot fist moves.

In this way, it was Ye Fan who sent his chest to the opponent's fist.

If this is solid, the sternum will be broken, and if you don't die, you will have to lie in bed for a month.

At the last moment, Ye Fan urged the secret realm again, and his body was stiffened, twisted, and let his back catch the opponent's punch.

There is no way, I can't avoid it, I can only choose to protect my chest, and I would rather be hit in the back.

"Bang!"

The money pot slammed into Ye Fan's back with a punch, and the huge force slammed into it, Ye Fan couldn't help but fly up, spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and threw himself on the ground.

He tried to struggle to stand up, but the entire back and shoulder bone were broken, and the pain made his internal organs twitch, and he couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood and threw himself on the ground again.