Chapter 801: The Power Behind the Scenes

hus, Miao Rou had to forcibly stop her body, her eyes like water, her nerves tensed, and she slashed straight at the air with a fierce sword!Only a metallic clang, like clashing swords, could be heard...Ye Fan saw that he could still remain calm, and smiled: "Not bad, you didn't even change your face. It seems Brother Biao has experienced storms and waves."

When he said this, Brother Biao listened with great pleasure. Fang Biao, indeed, had been through many storms and hardships. Back when the Qingyi Society was just starting out, it was him, with his sword alone, who carved out a piece of heaven for them.

Fang Biao noticed Ye Fan's legs. He had used those legs to fight just now. Every one of his underlings who had been hit by those legs had been sent flying. Therefore, he concluded that Ye Fan's martial arts skills were in those legs. As long as he could block Ye Fan's legs, he would still have a chance of winning.

"It seems like your legwork is quite good. If I'm not mistaken, you're practicing Foshan Shadow Leg, aren't you"

Ye Fan said, "How Do you recognize my legwork" He wasn't actually using the Shadowless Leg, but the Whirlwind Leg taught to him by the old man. However, because it was too fast, it looked quite similar to the Shadowless Leg technique.

Fang Biao let out a sly chuckle and said, "Just so happens, I practice Foshan Shadowless Fist. I've already seen your legwork, friend. I wonder how your fistwork compares Dare you spar with me a few rounds"

Fang Biao knew that if his Foshan Wudang Fist clashed with the opponent's leg techniques, he would be at a disadvantage. But if they traded punches, he might have a few chances of winning. At worst, he could hold on until his brothers downstairs arrived to help. He was very confident in his own boxing skills.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Okay."

Hearing Ye Fan so readily agree to his request, Fang Biao's mouth twitched slightly, a smug smile of success appearing on his face. Unbeknownst to him, Ye Fan also had a faint smile on his face. The Paiyun Fist taught to him by the old man was far more powerful than the whirlwind kick.

"Look out!" Fang Biao threw a punch straight at Ye Fan's head. His fist was as swift as the wind, and his power was like that of a tiger, it really looked like something.

Ye Fan remained seated in the chair, motionless.

Still holding back Fang Biao was even more delighted in his heart. What a clueless fool! His fist could kill a cow! He was confident that if his fist landed on Ye Fan, it would definitely beat him to a pulp.

When Fang Biao's fist was about to land on Ye Fan's face, he lightly moved his body. Somehow, the chair he was sitting on also moved with him, moving a step away.

Ye Fan smiled and looked at Fang Biao, thinking to himself, "To have two-thirds of the strength of my Yún Pán Quan, this kid really has the capital to be arrogant."

Fang Biao was taken aback. He didn't see how Ye Fan dodged his punch at all. He only felt a blur and the next moment, Ye Fan seemed to have vanished before him. Then, without any warning, he reappeared a step away. This unpredictable speed was beyond his imagination. If he had met such a person head-on, there was only one outcome: death!

After coming to this conclusion, Fang Biao's heart raced even faster. Why hadn't those subordinates arrived yet

"Friend Didn't we agree to fight Why are you ducking down like this How can we have a competition if you do that" Fang Biao tried to provoke Ye Fan, but his tone was very humble. He didn't want to anger Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Oh, sorry. I was just trying your fist strength a moment ago. Now I know it, you come on this time I definitely won't dodge."

Fang Biao was unfazed. He scoffed at Ye Fan's words. How could he possibly test the strength of his fist if he hadn't even touched him This man was clearly bragging! But regardless, since he was willing to accept his punch, this time, he would definitely beat him to a pulp!

Fang Biao didn't say another word, and with incredible speed, he launched another punch!

This time, the speed is faster and the force is heavier! It's already Fangbiao's most powerful move!

Ye Fan indeed kept his word and swung a punch, but compared to Fang Biao's, it was far inferior. Not only was his speed surprisingly slow, but his fist seemed soft and lacked any real power. This punch landed on someone, wouldn't it just tickle them

Fang Biao's eyes crinkled with amusement, his grip tightening. It was as if he could already see Ye Fan being pulverized under his fist.

However, the moment Fang Biao's fist connected with Ye Fan's seemingly soft fists, a surge of powerful energy suddenly erupted from Ye Fan's fist, instantly engulfing and nullifying Fang Biao's force! Fang Biao's chest was struck solidly by a punch, his whole body flew away like a kite with its string cut, crashing onto the floor tens of meters away, unable to get up again.

Two minutes later, Fang Biao finally felt a flicker of consciousness. He was astonished and couldn't explain the feeling. He suddenly thought of a word: "Dark Qi."

The man across from me was actually using the legendary dark energy!

Otherwise, his fist couldn't have produced such a shocking power, tearing apart his own ferocious strength!

If I were to be defeated by the power of his dark fist, then I would have lost fairly.

When Fang Biao finally calmed down, he saw Ye Fan was still sitting calmly in the chair, slowly smoking a cigarette as if waiting for him to wake up.

Fang Biao slowly woke up, gradually regaining his strength. He looked at Ye Fan curiously. The mysterious man didn't take the opportunity to kill him while he was unconscious. Could it be that he had something he wanted to ask him

"Who exactly are you How could you possibly possess that legendary Dark Qi" Fang Biao said in astonishment.

Ye Fan spat out the smoke and said faintly, "Your body is too weak. I thought you could withstand even 20% of my power. I didn't expect you to faint, wasting my time."

What He... only used 30% of his strength Fang Biao was shocked. If he was telling the truth, then the gap between himself and him was really huge!

To actually challenge him in a fight If this guy wasn't lying, even if he had come with two hundred people, he wouldn't stand a chance against the person before him!

Oh, careless! Careless! Fangbiao kept regretting in his heart.

"You have no right to ask me questions now. Now I'm going to ask you, what gang are you" Ye Fan stared at Fang Biao. The reason he stayed here even after Fang Biao fainted was to wait for him to wake up so he could find out about the power behind them.

"You don't know who we are" Fang Biao said in fear, but his hand was already stealthily reaching into his pocket.

"Are you famous Why should I know you" Ye Fan asked strangely.

"Because..." Fang Biao's grip gradually tightened, but he was afraid Ye Fan would see it, so he moved his hand cautiously.

Ye Fan smiled, lit another cigarette, and said nonchalantly, "If you want to pull it out, just do it. You don't need to be so sneaky about it."ould kill you with its sweetness and petulance, saying, "When I turned around, didn't you see my whole body"Ye Fan felt his throat dry, and blurted out involuntarily, "Looking at it won't make a piece...