The strength of the other six people impressed Zhuo Yifan even more. Although the attack power of the speed type seemed a little weaker, they made Zhuo Yifan feel a little strenuous several times. It is estimated that among the later masters, the speed can match
There shouldn't be many people as fast as him!
In addition, there is a short and flexible one, who is best at close combat! His body is his biggest advantage, and coupled with his speed, it is more difficult for Zhuo Yifan to catch him than to catch other people. However,
This guy has become Zhuo Yifan's second target. If there is really a speed competition, Zhuo Yifan asks himself that everyone present can't beat him. No matter how flexible this guy is, he is still beaten by Zhuo Yifan.
Yifan was caught in the act. Before he could react, he was thrown out by Zhuo Yifan. It was in the same direction that the big man flew out just now, and he fell accurately one meter next to the big man.
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Then came the second and the third. Zhuo Yifan moved faster and faster. In just a dozen moves, he had already thrown the other four people out, and they also fell accurately near the big man.
The location is just right in a row.
A look of unwillingness flashed across the girl's face, and it was obvious that Zhuo Yifan's strength had exceeded his expectations. He didn't expect that this pervert would be so strong.
The only people left at the scene were the woman with the whip and a seemingly weak young man. The young man had a decadent temperament all over his body, looked a little depressed, and had an elusive look in his eyes.
There was an opaque look of hesitation. Zhuo Yifan looked at him a few more times. This guy held a three-edged military thorn in his hand, the kind used for special equipment, but in Zhuo Yifan's opinion, this kind of weapon was still not enough.
After all, compared with the blood spirit thorns in his body, this military thorn is equivalent to an embroidery needle at best.
"Are you surrendering voluntarily, or do you want to be thrown out one by one like them?" Zhuo Yifan asked calmly, looking at the two of them.
There was obviously a look of hesitation on the woman's face. Her face was not very beautiful, but it gave people a unique and bright temperament. This was probably the reason why the woman's narrow red phoenix eyes were very eye-catching.
Seeing her hesitation at this time, the melancholy man showed a thoughtful look on his face, then he put away the three-sided military thorn in his hand and said: "You are very strong!"
Just one sentence had already expressed all he meant. This guy had given up! A smile appeared on Zhuo Yifan's face, and he turned to look at the woman, his eyes seeming to be asking.
The woman seems a little unwilling, but like the melancholic man, she already knows that it is impossible to defeat Zhuo Yifan. Rather than being thrown out like everyone else, it is better to admit defeat voluntarily. At least she can suffer less physical pain. Although
Zhuo Yifan didn't deal harshly with the other people, but it was okay to let them suffer for a while!
"I give up!" The woman bit her lip lightly and finally sighed.
Zhuo Yifan nodded, turned around, looked at the girl with a smile and asked: "How is it? You have made such a big noise, are you satisfied with the result?"
"You're awesome!" Although the girl didn't want to admit it, Zhuo Yifan did win. She didn't even have the courage to admit winning or losing.
"You seem a little unwilling!" Zhuo Yifan walked slowly to the girl and said with a chuckle: "I can give you another chance, if you can call me again!"