Chapter 718 How can the fluorescent light of the rotten grass match the bright moon in the heart of the sky?
In the arena, Ye Fan remained silent after hearing the crazy speculation.
There was no emotion in the pair of deep eyes under his mask.
Such silence made Zhang Kuang think that he had grasped his weakness, and his arrogance became even more arrogant, and he said even more fiercely:
"Mask man, you may be able to deceive other people, but you definitely can't deceive me! If you use that kind of secret technique, how can you still fight in a short period of time? I just need to move my fingers, and you can do it in a matter of minutes.
I can crush you to death! But—”
Having said this, Zhang Kuang paused, raised his chin high, pointed his nostrils at others, and said arrogantly:
"If you immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, and then get under my crotch, I will be merciful and spare your life!"
provocative!
The provocation of the red wolfberry fruit!
Hearing this, everyone in the audience showed shock on their faces.
They never expected that Zhang Kuang would be so domineering and want Ye Fan to be humiliated in public.
As a strong man, he must have his own pride, and he may even sacrifice his life for his dignity.
What's more... Master Wu Tianshi used to tell Ye Fan's fortune by touching his bones and deduced that he has the fate of "one emperor through the ages", which is extremely precious.
At the same time, Zhang Kuang on the stage looked directly at Ye Fan across from him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a strange arc, full of teasing and mocking.
Over the years, Zhang Kuang has become domineering and domineering in the ancient martial arts world.
There are countless proud people who have been trampled under his feet.
However, stepping on a future true dragon emperor made him feel particularly happy.
In his opinion, Ye Fan is still young and weak, and there is no way he can compete with him.
Therefore, he wanted to leave a "deep" impression on Ye Fan and make himself become Ye Fan's nightmare!
…
"snort!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan sneered, his voice as cold as the cold wind in Siberia, and said:
"Zhang Kuang, do you know that there is a saying - cleverness leads to mistakes! With your vision, how can you guess my strength? How can the fluorescent light of rotting grass compare to the bright moon in the heart of heaven?"
"Arrogant!"
Zhang Kuang yelled loudly, his head was filled with anger, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Mask man, you are about to die, but you still dare to pretend! In this case, let me personally tear apart your false mask!"
As he spoke, Zhang Kuang stomped the ground with his right foot to shake the Nine Provinces, stepped on the force of wind and thunder, and shot towards Ye Fan.
"Stab it!"
The power of this rush actually pulled out a vacuum tunnel in mid-air.
Wherever it passes, everything turns into nothing and is annihilated.
In the flash of lightning, most of the audience had no time to react, and Zhang Kuang rushed to Ye Fan and made a brazen move.
His hands shot out at the same time.
With his left hand clenched into a fist, golden light burst out, dazzling, as if a red sun was recreated out of thin air. The terrifying power contained in it was enough to shake mountains.
The fingers of his right hand were condensed, and arc lightning danced on the fingertips, like a purple lightning dragon, tearing apart the surrounding space.
"Red Sun Fist!"
"Thunderfinger!"
In the distance, a martial arts master immediately recognized these two martial arts.
This is the unique and secret martial art of the Zhang family, and it is extremely mysterious.
For most talented people, it is not difficult to understand these two secrets.
But now, Zhang Kuang is doing two things at once, completely merging the two skills together, creating an effect where one plus one is greater than two, and his power has increased exponentially.
Moreover, his attainments in these two special skills have reached the pinnacle.
Such a talent can definitely be regarded as a once-in-a-century genius!
"boom!"
The Red Sun Fist and Thunder Finger struck Ye Fan at the same time, making a loud noise.
However, Arrogant and unyielding, he did not let go of the great opportunity to seize the opportunity to pursue victory, and began to pursue Ye Fan fiercely!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
His figure transformed into afterimages, which were almost beyond the limit of what the naked eye could capture.
Just like showing off his skills, every time he made a move, he would display different martial arts, as if he was treating Ye Fan's body as a sandbag and ravaging him fiercely.
In just a few minutes, Zhang Kuang has already performed nearly a hundred different martial arts, and he has practiced each one to a great level, making it easy for him to perform and it is natural.
What's more important is that these complicated martial arts are not improvised and randomly matched, but are combinations created after countless calculations and drills.
Linked together, exquisite!
Once it is unleashed, it is like a gangrene attached to the bone, not giving the opponent any chance to breathe.
Till death do we rest!
…
It has to be said that although Zhang Kuang is arrogant, he has the capital to be arrogant. He is by no means a second-generation ancestor who only relies on the shadow of his family.
His strong strength is worthy of being ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List.
If Lin Jinghong, who was ranked first, was not too evil, he would have been fully qualified to top the list.
Among the countless young warriors in the ancient martial arts world, he is the leader, even compared to the descendants of the hidden sect, he is not far behind.
Many spectators in the audience exclaimed:
"Tsk tsk... I really didn't expect that the strength of the eldest son of the Zhang family is so terrifying!"
"Although Mr. Zhang is only at the peak of the Xuan Realm, he possesses hundreds of martial arts secrets and is fully capable of defeating enemies across borders!"
"That's right! With such a high-intensity offensive, even the strongest in the world may not dare to challenge it head-on. They can only avoid its sharp edge!"
"Look at that guy wearing the mask. He didn't take Mr. Zhang seriously before, but now he doesn't even have the strength to defend himself!"
"Maybe after a while, he will be beaten to death by Mr. Zhang!"
"Don't pretend to be cool. If you pretend to be cool, you'll be struck by lightning! So what if you are the real Dragon Emperor? Isn't he going to die early?"
For a time, the public opinion in the venue was one-sided, and almost no one was optimistic about Ye Fan.
On the rostrum, Wu Tianshi's eyes also shone with a strange light.
If Ye Fan was beaten to death like this, it meant that his previous fortune-telling by touching bones was wrong.
After all, if you can't even get over this hurdle, you don't deserve to be called "Eternal Emperor"!
“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”
A series of dense collisions of flesh, like a violent storm, resounded throughout the entire place.
Although Wu Tianshi had laid out formations in advance to ensure that the aftermath of the battle in the arena would not spread.
But this formation cannot block the sound.
In mid-air, ripples visible to the naked eye appeared.
The terrifying sound of sonic boom, like muffled thunder, exploded in everyone's ears.
Some of the weaker warriors turned pale, and their bodies were trembling. They felt the energy and blood in their bodies boiling. If they hadn't forced their internal energy to circulate, they would have vomited blood.
Just the sound coming out has such power. Just imagine what will happen to Ye Fan who is being bombarded in the arena?
I'm afraid it will be beaten to ashes, not even the bones will be left!
…
"Mask man, go to hell!!!"
Suddenly, Zhang Kuang seemed to transform into a demon god and burst into a roar.
Then, he used the overwhelming inner energy in his body, like a rainbow piercing the sun or a shooting star chasing the moon, and slammed into Ye Fan's body, smashing Ye Fan into the center of the ring.
"Boom!!!"
The entire arena shook, as if a small earthquake had occurred.
After more than half a minute, when the smoke cleared, everyone in the venue stretched their necks and looked towards the center of the explosion.
As far as the eye could see, a huge pit appeared on the arena, more than ten meters in diameter and bottomless, as if it had been bombed by a tactical missile.
Under such an overbearing offensive, it is impossible for any human being to survive.
On the other side of the ring, Zhang Kuang was breathing heavily, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. This showed that the last killer move was also a huge burden for him.
However, his face was full of relief. After regaining his strength, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a poppy-like vicious smile and said:
"Tsk tsk... I really didn't expect that it would take me a lot of effort to crush such an ant to death! But that's all!"
With that said, Zhang Kuang turned around and looked at the many warriors under the ring, preparing to enjoy their cheers and admiration.
At this moment, someone suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at the bottomless pit, and exclaimed: