He handed the seriously injured Ye Mo over to the elder's hands, turned around, and Ye Fan's slightly drooped eyes slowly raised, with ice gushing out from his eyes.
"If you want to fight, then fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan put the soles of his feet on the ground, and his figure suddenly rose up. He then tapped his toes at the edge of the ring, and struck Ye Feng arrogantly with a straight fist carrying violent mysterious energy.
On his cheeks, the strong wind cut his skin like a knife, causing pain.
"I will let you understand the gap between us." After saying this, Ye Feng spun his body and kicked out his right foot in the air, like a huge iron rod hitting Ye Fan's fist.
"Snapped."
The two collided, and the energy at the junction suddenly contracted. The next moment, it exploded, and the scattered energy storm raged out, scraping cuts on the ground.
The brutal collision caused the two of them to take a few steps back. The clothes on their bodies were also cut into strips by the strong wind, and they hung on their bodies and danced with the wind. When everyone in the audience saw this scene, their mouths suddenly opened into an O shape,
No one expected that with Ye Feng's strength at the ninth level of foundation building, he would fight evenly with Ye Fan in a head-on confrontation.
In the past half a year, Ye Fan was able to go from a useless young master who knew very little about cultivation to where he is today. The huge contrast made everyone unable to recover for a while. The people who were surprised were not only the people in the audience, but also the people in the audience who were surprised.
Even Ye Feng's complexion suddenly changed at this moment. In his feeling, Ye Fan's fist was like a towering mountain lying in front of him, making it difficult for others to overcome.
Ye Fan also felt a little palpitated. In the punch just now, Ye Fan took advantage of it and used nearly 10% of his strength before he was evenly matched with Ye Feng. If the conditions were the same, he would probably be at a disadvantage.
It will be Ye Fan himself.
"The young master is pretty good. I can't see that you still have a few moments left. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. But that's the end of it!" Ye Feng rubbed his numb wrist and his tone became colder.
"Why, are you going to use your words? Next, it's time for us to settle the accounts. I said that you always have to pay back what you owe someone!" After saying this, Ye Fan stretched out his hands like lightning.
, and pointed towards Ye Feng's face like a hook.
"I also said that if you want to collect debts, you must have the ability to collect debts."
Ye Feng's expression changed, and finally he gave a cold shout. Looking at Ye Fan's powerful claws, he waved his palms directly through Ye Fan's fingers in a tricky arc, and then turned his palms into hooks, grabbing Ye Fan's fingers.
On Fan's arm, with a seemingly casual grab, a large piece of Ye Fan's arm, including the skin and flesh, was directly torn off. Scarlet blood rain suddenly floated in the air.
"hiss."
Ye Fan took a breath of cold air and glanced at the dripping wound on his arm. A hint of ruthlessness suddenly flashed across his eyes. He saw that the forward claws speeded up a few minutes again, and a cold light shone on his fingertips like sharp arrows.
It stabbed down violently and stabbed fiercely into Ye Feng's shoulder blade.
Pulling out his fingers, a blood hole about five inches deep appeared on Ye Feng's shoulder, and he opened his ferocious mouth.
"ah!"
Ye Feng screamed in pain, and his handsome face turned pale.
"I am going to kill you."
As soon as the soles of his feet were on the ground, he jumped up and thrust out his palms like blades. The extremely strong wind tore through the air and struck Ye Fan down angrily.
Facing Ye Feng's ruthless counterattack, Ye Fan did not dare to be careless. He stared solemnly at the violent palms. The profound energy in his body surged crazily to his arms. A pair of fleshy palms suddenly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
, by the time this rising trend stopped, the palm of my hand had grown more than a circle in size.
"Mountain Palm."
A low roar burst out from Ye Fan's throat. His palm, as thick as a mountain, faced him boldly with the force of collapse.
"Boom."
A dull collision sound spread out from between the two people, violent energy scraped the ground crazily, and bursts of smoke and dust rose up, completely covering the two people fighting.
In the audience, the younger generation stared intently at the two people in the smoke and dust, and the shock in their hearts reached an unbearable level.
For a long time, Ye Feng has been the most dazzling genius of the Ye family. Even the older generation is full of praise for his strong cultivation. There are even rumors that Ye Feng will be the next head of the Ye family. And Ye Xiaotian is listening.
No one expressed any displeasure when it came to these rumors.
This reaction naturally made others think that Ye Xiaotian had acquiesced to this fact. Especially after Ye Fan was born, his natural talent for being a loser made this rumor even more popular, and the fact that Ye Feng became the next generation head of the family was basically confirmed.
But who would have thought that this certain thing would become complicated and confusing because of the sudden rise of a loser.
At this moment, the fight between the two men in the field escalated into a battle for the position of the head of the family.