"Senior Brother Yunfei, it's really a last resort. ”

"Zhong Fan, that waste, what kind of backbone do you have at this time, admit defeat quickly, it's the king's way. ”

"Let him die, his vanity will make him regret falling and falling, and he can't get up. ”

"That's it, it's ......"

A few other inner disciples, you laughed at me every word.

Zhong Fan, at this time, what can you do? What if you don't admit defeat? In the face of absolute power, what experience, vision, and contingency means are all false, alas, after this war, I'm afraid you will be depressed and slump again, right? This is no longer your glorious years, clinging to your previous concepts and so-called backbone, you will only hit your head in the face of iron-clad facts......

Yao Lanlan looked down at the ring, the stubborn figure, a trace of disdain, growing bigger and bigger in her heart.

"Zhong Fan, in this battle, win or lose in one palm, whoever dares to dodge will be the son of the turtle bastard, raised by the son of the turtle, watch the boxing!"

At this time, Jiang Leopard has already raised his strength to the strongest, and he is still worried that Zhong Fan can avoid his strongest palm, before making a move, he immediately followed his brother Jiang Yunfei's instructions, and used vulgar cursing language to provoke Zhong Fan, yesterday, Jiang Yunfei once told him that with Zhong Fan's hatred for his two brothers, as long as he said these words, I believe that he will be seriously injured in a desperate fight, and he will be in front of the so-called backbone and self-esteem.

After saying a word, with a snort, he made a move to "split the mountains", and the terrifying iron fist was wrapped in the spiritual energy of the water system like a big river, and he slashed towards Zhong Fan in front of him.

At a distance of ten meters, under his violent leap, it swept over in an instant, breaking through the air and exploding, like tearing the eardrums of the disciples who were close to the ring.

Boom! His iron fist slashed down fiercely!

"It's so shameless, don't listen to him, Brother Zhong flashes ......" The big fat man Wang Chong blurted out when he heard it.

Mu Qian'er's beautiful eyes instantly floated with a touch of worry, she understood the temperament of Zhong Fan, who grew up together, coupled with the hatred that she couldn't get rid of with the Jiang brothers, I am afraid that knowing that it is a game, Zhong Fan will also step in.

Sure enough, Zhong Fan let out a low shout, and with a move of "Independent Cold Autumn", his right fist was like a powerful trebuchet, and the sharp boulder thrown out of it blew a blast wind, and it blasted out against the shadow of the fist that was split.

The river leopard in mid-air, overjoyed at first sight, hit it hard, Zhong Fan, I see the power of your dragon blood, how can you catch the bombardment of the power of my dragon bone!

At this moment, the audience was silent, countless pairs of eyes, all staring directly at the two rapidly approaching fist shadows, no one expected that the two strong men of the outer gate, as soon as they made a move, they were already a frontal hard bar, no one dodged, no one dodged, no one avoided, no one retreated, just like the tiger on the mountain met the tiger on the downhill, and the battle was white-hot in an instant!

Collapse!

Suddenly, two fists as fast as meteors collided together, and a terrifying air wave explosion exploded, shaking the entire ring, and even the ground around the ring, trembled violently. Many disciples who were close to the ring only felt like a thunderbolt in their ears, and they couldn't hear any sound in an instant.

All eyes were fixed on the two fists that collided, and in the thunderous explosion, the two young figures that suddenly approached were suddenly separated.

Sou...... The figure of the leopard under the high bombardment was shocked and flew out, drew an arc, and landed on the ring, while Zhong Fan, who stood in place like a rock and bombarded it with his fist, was shocked to tremble, and the right fist that was blasted up slowly retracted.

This...... Who wins, and who loses?

One after another, the eyes of concern were busy staring at the two young figures who were opposing each other again after a punch, eager to see who was weak, or who was injured and bleeding in this punch?

I saw that after the leopard landed, his face was cold, and his chest rose and fell sharply, and there was no other abnormality, and Zhong Fan stood quietly, his eyes were like knives, and on the surface, there were no scars.

Don't...... Is it equal?

How is this possible, the Jiang Leopard is the strength level of the Dragon Bone Realm, how can Zhong Fan's dragon blood power be unscathed and continue to stand firm?

In the eyes of everyone, Zhong Fan at least had to be shocked to stagger backwards, spurting blood, and even, his right fist, no, the entire right arm, had to be crushed and fractured, in order to be reasonable!

How could he stay where he was, unscathed?

"This waste, can you really hold on......" The white-clothed young man at the inner door, with a sneer floating on the corner of his mouth, muttered.

Not only did he have such thoughts, people like Yao Lanlan, Bai Tang, Huang Zhong, and others also looked at Ye Han like this, while Wang Chong, Mu Qian'er and other people who were close to Zhong Fan all looked at his upright figure with extremely worried eyes.

"Zhong Fan, don't hold on, with your little dragon blood power, you can't be Jiang Shao's opponent......" Huang Zhong's gloating voice suddenly broke the calm and sounded, Wang Chong's eyes were angry, and he was about to scold back......

Burst!

On the ring, the face of the leopard suddenly turned pale, his mouth was open, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, as soon as the blood spurted out, the leopard was like a tire that had been pulled out, his complexion instantly withered, his knees were weak, and with a bang, he involuntarily knelt in the ring, he desperately tried to resist the urge to kneel, but the shock was too bad, and he had to kneel.

This kneeling down was as if he was kneeling at the feet of Zhong Fan opposite, his face flushed with anger, and his eyes were full of anger and shame.

...... Huang Zhong, who had just gloated and wanted to laugh at Zhong Fan, suddenly opened his mouth and was stunned.

I read that right?...... This question instantly came to the minds of many disciples, and the white-clothed young man in the inner gate who was waiting to see Zhong Fan unable to hold on to the show was as if someone had slapped him on the cheek at this time, making his eyes glare in an instant and shoot out in disbelief.

Leopard lost?

How is this possible?

He's the power of the keel!

In Yao Lanlan's mind, two big question marks and an even bigger exclamation mark instantly floated, and her ruddy little mouth gasped suddenly, and she couldn't close it anymore!

One after another unbelievable eyes, looking at the Jiang Leopard who was languishing and kneeling on the ground, his face was pale and blushing with shame, and then looked at Zhong Fan, who was standing steadily and quietly, with a calm face, this iron-clad fact made everyone respect the facts no matter how they didn't believe it.

"Brother Zhong...... Won?" Wang Chong twisted his thighs, grinning in pain, but his fat face was full of ecstasy.

"It's Zhong Fan who won!" After the shock, Mu Qian'er quickly calmed down, and she shouted happily.

"Senior Brother Zhong Fan is mighty!"

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhong Fan won ......"

The others, either sympathetic, or worshipful, or because they were mixed with Wang Chong, or because they admired Mu'er's outer disciples, shouted excitedly.