Rumble~

Wu Herong smashed out with a punch, but it was almost with a thousand catties of strength.

Even if the terrifying momentum swept in all directions, the fist wind blew Ye Fan's sleeves violently, and the tips of his forehead were messy like snow.

"Mr. Chu, be careful~"

The battle is about to break out, how sudden was Wu Herong's punch?

The fist of steel brought wind and waves but swept the world, and the awe-inspiring momentum made people feel like they were in the mountains.

Even Chen Ao and the others, who were more than ten meters away, felt pressure, and their faces changed drastically.

Just now, Wu Herong used this punch to defeat Meng Baichuan, the chief instructor of the Jiangdong Military Region, in one fell swoop, and then killed Meng Baichuan in one fell swoop with several moves.

Now that Wu Herong's old trick is repeated, Chen Ao, Li Lao Er and others are immediately tightened in their hearts.

I was afraid that Ye Fan would repeat Meng Baichuan's mistakes.

Just when Chen Ao and the others were worried, Wu Herong's punch had already been smashed, and the steel divine fist was straight to Ye Fan's chest.

In the face of Wu Herong's ferocious attack, Ye Fan was calm as usual.

There was still an indifferent smile on his delicate face, and everyone couldn't see any panic and panic in his eyes, just the calm like a peaceful lake.

"Pretend to be calm!"

"When I smash this fist, I don't think you can pretend to come out?"

Wu Herong shouted angrily, Ye Fan's expression made him feel a kind of anger that he was despised.

So, under the fierce shouting, the fist in Wu Herong's hand suddenly became a few points sharper.

Rumble~

An iron fist smashed through the waves of air.

Seeing that Wu Herong's blow was about to smash into Ye Fan's chest, who would have thought that Ye Fan's body immediately leaned back, a beautiful iron plate cross bridge.

Call~

The giant fist was wrapped in qi waves, and it just whistled away from the corners of Ye Fan's clothes.

"Haha~"

"Dodge!"

"Beautiful!"

"Mr. Chu is amazing~"

"This iron plate bridge alone has surpassed a thousand times a stupid person who thinks Guan Gong is alive."

Seeing that Ye Fan dodged Wu Herong's punch, Chen Ao and the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and before they knew it, cold sweat overflowed on their backs.

Li Er was excited, and even laughed proudly.

His voice was not small, and it seemed that he had deliberately said it to someone.

Sure enough, Zao Wou-ki's face darkened at that time, and he snorted coldly: "Don't be too complacent." ”

"This is just the first move, and it's a dangerous way to dodge."

"This kind of luck, he can have one time, but there is a second time?"

As soon as Zao Wou-Ki's words fell, Wu Herong's second punch in the ring smashed out again.

Ye Fan dodged sideways, but Wu Herong's attack fell into the air again.

This slap in the face came too quickly, like a tornado, Zao Wou-ki's old face turned green into at that time, but he couldn't say a word.

"Haha~"

"Mr. Zhao, does this face hurt?"

Li Er's laughter sounded at the right time.

But Zao Wou-Ki had already said coldly: "What are you proud of?" ”

"He can dodge once or twice, can he dodge ten times and a hundred times?"

"If you keep it for a long time, you will lose!"

"Sooner or later, he will have to lose under Wu Herong's fist."

Zhao Wuji's cold voice sounded, and the faces of Chen Ao and the others immediately sank.

Truly!

Zao Wou-Ki's words are ugly, but they are by no means unreasonable.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, it seems that Ye Fan has been unscathed under Wu Herong's fist, but in fact, he has been pressed and beaten by Wu Herong.

In this style of play, defeat is inevitable.

"Mr. Chu, you must win~" Chen Ao and the others couldn't stop praying in their hearts.

However, how could they in the audience know about Wu Herong's collapse now.

At this time, Wu Herong was almost mad.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, he has thrown no less than ten punches and kicked no less than ten kicks, but the junior youth in front of him is like a loach.

Obviously, I almost hit his body every time, but every time I brushed his body.

Until now, he hadn't even been able to touch his clothes.