Chapter Seventy-Three: Cannon Three Defeated

"Two more tricks."

Ye Fan looked at Pao San with a solemn face, revealing a harmless smile from humans and animals.

Cannon San snorted lightly and played 120,000 points of spirit.

"Come on, I can't regret it."

Words spoken are like water spilled out, how can there be any reason to take them back?

"Okay, then you're welcome!"

Ye Fan's eyes were full of appreciation, and he raised his fist again and smashed it towards Pao San's chest.

This time, his speed was noticeably faster than before.

Seeing Ye Fan's move, Pao San did not choose to block again, but raised his palm and grabbed Ye Fan's right hand.

With a bang, Cannon San was shocked again, only this time he only took three steps back and stopped.

Hiss~, seeing Ye Fan repelling the cannon three again, everyone in the audience gasped again.

The last punch can also explain that Cannon Three did not use all his strength.

That time, Pao San was obviously much more serious, but he didn't expect to be smashed back by Ye Fan's punch.

"Pao San, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the third cannon was repulsed again, Peng Zhe was directly angry.

Pao San frowned, and his eyes looking at Ye Fan were already full of fear.

He had an intuition that Ye Fan's speed and strength were above him.

Seeing that Peng Zhe was anxious, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Xuan's mouth.

"Peng Zhe, weren't you quite calm and relaxed just now, why did you rush so quickly?"

In the face of ridicule, a haze flashed in Peng Zhe's eyes, and he scolded angrily: "It's your business!" ”

If he really loses the ring match, how can he explain to his grandfather when he goes back?

Hearing this, Zhu Xuan's face sank, and a murderous moment appeared in his heart.

Looking at the entire provincial capital, no one has ever dared to scold themselves in such a face.

No, except for Ye Fan, at the Lin family's wedding banquet, Ye Fan was not only full of ridicule, but also seriously injured the strong people around him.

"One last resort, be careful."

Ye Fan snorted lightly, and raised his fist again to smash at the cannon three.

The three punches he threw were all aimed at the chest of the gun.

Seeing Ye Fan move again, Pao San's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand grabbed Ye Fan's wrist in a claw.

Originally, he thought that he could grab the opponent's wrist before Ye Fan's fist fell, but what he never expected was that Ye Fan's punch was obviously faster than the previous punch, and it smashed directly on his chest.

Pao San's expression changed drastically, and he felt as if his chest had been blown open by a cannonball, and the whole person flew out directly upside down and flew towards the outside of the ring.

Seeing that he was about to fly out of the ring, he forcibly turned his body and reached out to grab the edge of the ring, so that he did not fall out of the ring.

But as soon as he landed, he violently spurted out black blood, and his breath also fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone in the audience was already a little numb with shock.

Before the fight, everyone thought that Ye Fan would definitely be defeated.

But these three punches came down, but the cannon three were defeated and retreated.

You must know that Pao San is a ground-level powerhouse, and his strength is terrifying.

Seeing the third cannon spurting blood, Peng Zhe refused to believe it and shook his head desperately.

"No way, it's absolutely impossible!"

He knows the strength of Pao San best, even if it is the entire Jinling, I am afraid that he will not be able to defeat him.

But even those old things, it is by no means as easy as imagined to easily defeat Pao San.

And the young man in the ring, with only three punches, seriously injured the cannon three times, which is simply impossible.

On the other hand, Zhu Xuan's side was surprised, and the atmosphere was obviously much more cheerful.

"Big young master, with Ye Shao here, we may really win this battle."

Hu Wei looked at Zhu Xuan excitedly, not to mention how happy he was.

Zhu Xuan was also excited, "Yes, it seems that I underestimated Ye Shao." ”

He just pulled Ye Fan to come to the rescue, but he didn't expect the other party to really help a lot.

"It's terrifying."

The gray-clothed old man in the distance couldn't help but sigh, and he no longer dared to despise Ye Fan.

"Are you still fighting?"

In the ring, Ye Fan looked at Pao San, who was pale.

The punch he just made Pao San lose his combat effectiveness, and he didn't hit too hard.

Don't look at the cannon three vomiting blood, but in fact, the injury is not serious, at most it is a minor injury.

Hearing this, Cannon San wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Of course I have to fight, just like you, I can't lose this battle."

When he came, the old chief specially instructed that if Kodak was not an opponent, he would win the ring.

Since it is the order of the old chief, then he must carry it out to the end.

Ye Fan's tone was indifferent, "You can't win against me, if you continue to fight, your injuries will only get worse." ”

"It's okay, let's move on."

Pao San shook his head, the aura on his body changed suddenly, and a monstrous murderous aura burst out from his body.

Feeling this terrifying murderous aura, Zhu Xuan's face turned pale, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"This ...... How could that guy have such a terrifying murderous aura on him? ”

Hu Wei's face was also very ugly, "Young Master, there can be such a terrifying murderous aura, and the number of people who died in his hands is not one thousand, but eight hundred." ”

This kind of murderous aura has become somewhat substantial, and the faces of everyone present have changed drastically.

"It's kind of interesting."

Ye Fan's expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to be affected by the murderous aura.

Seeing that Ye Fan was unmoved, Pao San chuckled in his heart, but he still smashed his fist towards Ye Fan.

This punch was like a bamboo, with a burst of breaking sounds, it went straight to Ye Fan's chest.

If he was hit by this punch, then Ye Fan would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Ye Shao, get out of the way!"

Seeing Ye Fan standing motionless, Zhu Xuan's eyes were about to split.

Seeing that this punch was about to fall, Ye Fan raised his fist and smashed it forward.

Compared to the thunderous punch of the third gun, his fist was too ordinary, and there was no power at all.

Hard-hitting?

A hint of playfulness flashed in Peng Zhe's eyes, is this kid afraid that he won't die fast enough?

The punch of a ground-level powerhouse is not something that anyone can follow.

But the next scene made everyone petrified directly on the spot.

As soon as the two fists touched, Pao San sensed that something was wrong, and an unrivaled force exploded on the fist, and then he was directly swept out and smashed out of the ring.

And Ye Fan, like an unshakable mountain, stood motionless.

"Wow~"

As soon as he was about to get up after landing, he kept spurting blood.

And his right arm was already drenched in blood, and even exposed his bones.

It can be seen from this how terrifying Ye Fan's punch just now.

"Am I right? Gun Three actually lost? ”

Zhu Xuan rubbed his eyes, looking incredulous.

Although he had a hunch that Ye Fan would defeat Pao San, he didn't expect the battle to be resolved so quickly.

Hu Wei hurriedly shook his head and said, "Young Master, you read that right, Ye Shao really won." ”

The defeat of Pao San means that their Zhu family has won this ring match, and the land in the center of Jinling has also become the Zhu family's bag.