After being stunned for a while, Ye Yifan cursed when he realized what he was doing, hurriedly retracted his hand, rolled his head in embarrassment, then turned around and continued to move forward.
Looking at the boy who was gradually walking away, whistling in his mouth, and then looking at the bracelet in his palm, Lin Mengxue blushed, put the bracelet away, and quickly chased after Ye Yitian.
After taking a few steps, Ye Yifan saw a group of richly dressed young men walking slowly in front of him, looking arrogant and domineering.
"People from the He family." Ye Yifan raised his eyebrows and snorted helplessly.
Not paying attention, he just continued to move forward.
Maybe it was because he looked more ordinary, or maybe there were just too many people, so he passed by without incident.
"Hey, isn't this my cousin Mengxue? I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing lately?"
Just as he passed by, a voice that sounded like surprise came from behind.
He frowned and turned around to check, but he saw a handsome He Yijun who was smiling flatteringly at Lin Mengxue.
Just as Ye Yifan recognized the person in front of him, He Yijun suddenly turned his head.
"Ye Yifan!"
When he saw clearly the young man three meters away who was holding his head in his hands and looking at him with an extremely lazy look, He Yijun's originally flattering sneer suddenly disappeared and his face turned ugly.
The enemies were extremely jealous when they met. He Yijun gritted his teeth, and when he remembered the scene when he was easily defeated last time, he was filled with anger.
Since he was defeated by Ye Yifan last time, his reputation in the academy has plummeted. On the other hand, Ye Yifan has become famous. This is a shame for him who is arrogant and arrogant. Of course, Ye Yifan, who has been practicing hard for two months, is not the same.
Don't know.
"Are you the Ye Yifan who injured my brother last time?" At this time, a young man with a strong build, a little dark, but somewhat delicate, walked out from beside He Yijun.
He is He Yijun's brother He Dexing. He is arrogant and domineering and can easily get angry.
"What?" Ye Yifan's eyes swept over He Dexing's face without leaving a trace, he raised his eyebrows and asked very calmly.
"Huh, you really are an arrogant boy." He Dexing's face twitched when he saw Ye Yifan ignoring him so much.
Without paying much attention, Ye Yifan glanced at Lin Mengxue and said helplessly: "Let's go, Nizi."
After saying that, he walked forward slowly.
However, before he had taken a few steps, a figure flashed in front of him and he was blocked by someone.
"Boy, don't even think about leaving." He Dexing's cold voice sounded.
Looking up at He Dexing, who was half taller than himself, Ye Yifan's face was slightly cold. He had never had a good impression of the people of the He family.
"What, do you want to fight?" He didn't even bother to say anything to the people of the He family.
"Hmph, do you think that by defeating my brother, you have the strength to fight me?" He Dexing snorted coldly, with disdain on his face.
From He Yijun's mouth, he learned that the person in front of him was only at the eighth level of Mortal Realm. The reason why he was able to defeat He Yijun was entirely due to his high-level skills.
"Just you?" Ye Yifan raised his eyebrows and then shook his head helplessly. Although He Dexing had reached the ninth level, he was not afraid of the other party's tyranny, but he was also not made of water.
"Boy, you can't be too arrogant, otherwise you will pay the price." Being completely ignored by Ye Yifan, He Dexing's face darkened.
"Thanks for the advice, but with your virtue (Dexing), tsk tsk, you really live up to your name, so you should take care of yourself first." Ye Yifan sneered and shook his head.
He Dexing can really be regarded as a person who has made no progress. At the age of eighteen, he is still stuck at the ninth level peak. Compared to He Yijun, he is much worse.
"You... are looking for death." Not only was the other party ignoring him, but he was also mocking himself. He Dexing's face turned cold for a moment. Relying on his background as one of the two major forces in the town, He Dexing has always been arrogant and domineering. He is used to being arrogant and can still tolerate others.
humiliation.
"Today, let's see how I teach you a lesson."
"Fire Fist."
With a loud shout, He Dexing punched Ye Yifan.
The fist struck, and Ye Yifan's eyes were filled with suspicion, and the fist kept enlarging in his eyes.
"stop!"
Just when he was about to take action, there was a sudden loud shout, and then he saw a figure that looked like lightning flashing over quickly and blocking in front of him. He Dexing also stepped back a few steps.
The attack was blocked by the unexpected person. He Dexing's expression changed and he looked at the person coming.
The person who came was a middle-aged man with a resolute appearance, a bulging forehead, a strong back and a strong waist. His huge body was like a mountain, pressing down faintly, making people feel suffocated.
"Lin Feng!?"
After seeing the person who suddenly appeared clearly, He Dexing's expression changed, and his eyes gradually became malicious, but he did not dare to take action again.
"Uncle Lin!" Ye Yifan and the three of them shouted almost at the same time.
"Yifan, are you okay?"
Lin Feng's resolute face showed concern.
"Uncle Lin, I'm fine." Ye Yifan shook his head and smiled slightly. He didn't pay attention to the attack just now.
"He Dexing, you are so brave, you dare to attack the city lord's son."
"If you hurt Yifan, I will bloodbath your He family." Lin Feng's face turned cold, his eyes flashed with anger, and he looked directly at He Dexing with stern eyes. Waves of oppression continued to condense towards him, making the latter almost suffocate.
.
He Dexing was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore. The sense of oppression radiating from Lin Feng's body and the anger in his eyes made him feel like he was being stared at by a tiger. Only then did he understand that if he really injured Ye Yifan, the leopard in front of him would definitely
I won't let it go.
Ye Yifan felt warm in his heart when he saw that Lin Feng was indiscriminate and immediately vented his anger on him. Lin Feng was his father's number one general. He had watched them grow up since he was a child, and he was even closer to him than his own son.
At this moment, the actions here have already attracted the attention of the surrounding pedestrians. More and more people are gathering. The already lively street now has hundreds of people gathered. At a glance, it is dark and dense, with heads like a tide.
"Forget it, Uncle Lin Feng, let's go."
Seeing more and more busybodies gathering together, Ye Yifan frowned and said.
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to go home.
Lin Feng, who also noticed this, glared at He Dexing fiercely, snorted coldly, and followed him.
"Humph, you are a coward. He only knows how to hide behind other people's backs. If you have the guts, challenge me in a duel."
Before he had even taken two steps, the mocking words behind him made him stop.