Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it contained domineering will and was like a bombshell, exploding in the ears of everyone present.
"My kung fu is only about killing, not performing!"
kill!
Most of Zhao Ling'er's classmates present had extraordinary family backgrounds, but after all, they were all students who had just graduated from high school.
Although they are young and energetic, they can sometimes bully others and be domineering, but if they are asked to kill someone, they would not even dare to do so!
Because of this, when Ye Fan said these words, it had an unprecedented psychological impact on them. There was a dumbfounded expression on their faces, as if they couldn't believe their ears.
More importantly, Ye Fan still had a matter-of-fact tone, as if the enemy who died in his hands was unknown.
After a while, when everyone came to their senses, they secretly cursed "pretending" in their hearts, thinking that most likely, Ye Fan was really bragging and raising his own worth!
On the other side, Ling Ao also looked a little embarrassed.
He could feel that the subtext in Ye Fan's words was that his Taekwondo was just a showmanship that could only "perform"!
How can Ling Ao, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, tolerate this?
"a ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, Lu Minghui burst into unbridled laughter, pointed at Ye Fan and said loudly:
"You bastard, you are so good at pretending that you almost bluffed us! You said that your kung fu is only about killing people, so I want to ask, how many people have died under your hands? One hundred and eighty.
What?"
Hearing Lu Minghui's words, everyone around him also echoed: "Yes! Bragging should at least make a draft first, right? This guy thinks we are all fools!"
"Hmph... I've seen people who are pretentious, but I've never seen anyone who is so pretentious! Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Let's just let Mr. Ling take action and deal with this arrogant boy!"
"Tch! I can guarantee that with Master Ling's strength, it won't take long to beat this kid to pieces!"
…
Hearing the cynicism from everyone, Ye Fan curled his lips, but didn't pay too much attention.
These Zhao Linger's classmates in front of him could not make him angry at all, they would only make him feel ridiculous.
Being weak limits their imagination!
Everyone in the arena, including Ling Ao, was not considered a member of the martial arts world, so naturally they could not imagine how powerful Ye Fan was!
For ordinary people in the secular world, the top master in the world is probably the master!
Because of this, there is a saying that "under the master, all are ants".
However, what they think is the end is actually just the starting point of another field!
Grandmaster Huang Jing, who is unattainable in the eyes of the world, can easily crush him with Ye Fan's current strength.
However, Ye Fan had no intention of explaining to them.
At this moment, Ling Ao suddenly took a few steps forward and stood in front of Mark. His dark eyes were burning with overwhelming fighting spirit.
An invisible coercion came out of his body, and everyone around him felt a tightness in his chest, as if a big stone had been pressed against him.
However, there was always a mysterious smile hanging on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, with a leisurely expression.
Finally, Ling Ao looked at Ye Fan and said, "You said your kung fu is about killing people and not performing. I want to see it!"
"Oh? Aren't you afraid of death?" Ye Fan said lightly, with a smile on his lips.
The implication is that he doesn't take Ling Ao into consideration at all and has already determined his failure.
Lu Minghui, who was standing next to him, was furious when he heard this. The veins on his forehead throbbed and he was about to reprimand him.
However, at this time, Ling Ao took the lead and said: "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven! I don't think you can kill me, but if you really have that strength, it means that I am not good at learning, but I will die without regrets!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise on his face, and couldn't help but look at Ling Ao a few more times.
Ye Fan felt a special aura on him, which was different from other dudes.
From the moment Ling Aofu walked into the box, Ye Fan's first impression of him was "cold" and "arrogant"!
But after getting along with each other for this short period of time, Ye Fan felt that he should use a more accurate word to describe him.
Indifferent!
It's not the kind of indifference that's just for the sake of sensationalism, but the kind of indifference to everything in the world.
This kind of person must have something he is pursuing, and his heart is extremely determined and undistracted. Apart from his own "Tao", nothing else can arouse his interest.
Because of this, when faced with the overflowing attentiveness of many girls in the box, he behaved so incomprehensibly, like a "knot on rotten wood".
Now it seems that what he really pursues should be martial arts.
However, the Taekwondo he practiced was completely incomprehensible to Ye Fan and was vulnerable to a single blow.
While Ye Fan was observing him, Ling Ao did not hide his eyes and kept looking at Ye Fan.
What Ye Fan said before might be considered arrogance to Lu Minghui and others, but Ling Ao didn't think so.
When Ye Fan said the words "I only kill, not perform" just now, he could faintly feel a dangerous aura, like a ferocious beast from prehistoric times, showing its majesty!
In Ling Ao's view, the Ye Fan in front of him was definitely not as simple as he seemed, and it even made him eager to try and compete with him!
…
After pondering for a long time, Ye Fan nodded, looked at Ling Ao and said: "Okay, it's still early tonight anyway, I accept your challenge! But the place here is small, so I can't use it well!"
"The Taekwondo gym where I practice is nearby, just a quarter of an hour's walk away!" Ling Ao said.
Seeing that there was really going to be a competition between the two, everyone in the venue became excited, as if they were waiting for a good show.
Without even bothering to continue eating, they all swarmed out of the hotel and followed Ling Ao towards the Taekwondo gym.
Because of Zhao Ling'er, both Lu Minghui and other boys had deep hostility towards Ye Fan.
Now, they couldn't wait to see Ye Fan beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
Zhao Ling'er kept walking beside Ye Fan, her pretty face full of worry.
She has some knowledge of Taekwondo, so she naturally knows how terrifying the strength of a fifth-degree black belt is!
In her opinion, although Ye Fan has superb acupuncture skills and a mysterious identity, when it comes to fighting, he will most likely not be the opponent of a fifth-degree black belt!
Zhao Ling'er turned her head and looked at Ye Fan's side face, her lips moved, and after some hesitation she still said: "Ye Fan, if it doesn't work in the competition later -"
Before she finished her sentence, Ye Fan interrupted with a smile: "Ling'er, don't worry! I will be merciful later and won't really kill him!"
"ah?!"
Zhao Ling'er was stunned when she heard this, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her red lips opened into an "O" shape, which was enough to swallow an egg. She obviously didn't realize what Ye Fan said.
It was obvious that she was worried about Ye Fan's safety, but when it came to Ye Fan, she mistakenly thought that she was worried about whether Ling Ao would be beaten to death.
This kind of attitude, to put it nicely, is called self-confidence, but to put it badly, it means——
Arrogant!
There is no limit to the madness!
Moreover, although Ye Fan's voice was silent, Lu Minghui and others were walking not far ahead of them, so they naturally heard everything Ye Fan said.
At this time, Lu Minghui turned around and looked at Ye Fan, his eyes full of disdain, and said angrily:
"Haha... There are idiots every year, but this year there are especially many!"
"Yes! I don't know where this wild boy came from. He really treats himself as a dish!" echoed a person next to him.
"Hehe... I bet you 50 cents that he won't be able to last even one minute under Master Ling's attack!"
"It doesn't take that long. Look at that small body. He could be knocked down in one move!"
For a time, public opinion was overwhelmingly against Ye Fan, and no one thought highly of him at all.
Although Zhao Ling'er was worried, seeing that Mark was so confident, it was not convenient to say anything at the moment.
But she secretly made up her mind that if Ye Fan was severely beaten later, she would save him no matter what.
After all, her cousin Xiao Yunrong had to rely on Ye Fan to treat her "androphobia"!
Moreover, she was the one who brought Ye Fan to this class reunion. If something happened to Ye Fan and he was seriously injured by Ling Ao, she would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life.
Soon, the group of people finally arrived at the Taekwondo gym where Ling Ao practiced.