Chapter 878: Severe Internal Injuries

they focused all their energy on trivial matters like neighborhood aunties, would they have time to delve into their areas of expertise Perhaps, as Ye Fan said, there will be a lack of pride and self-...Tutu suddenly cried out strangely, and then Li Qiang saw Tutu throwing the military stimulant in his hand out.

He thinks he's holding a weapon, doesn't he

Li Qiang cried out in his heart, but in fact he didn't know. Back then, Smith used this three-strike killing move to deal with Ye Fan. If Ye Fan hadn't had the Shadow Fist, he wouldn't necessarily be able to take it.

Tu Tu obviously wasn't as skilled with Smith's techniques. The military dagger in his hand only managed to transform into two sections, but both struck their targets. They plunged viciously into the undercarriage of the speeding Busan car, right beneath two of its tires.

The car, speeding full tilt, skidded with a screech and then crashed into the wall like a fist.

The engine still coughed and sputtered, smoke billowing from its hood. In a short while, the car stalled completely.

Li Qiang stared in disbelief. He was now completely awestruck by the black man, admiring his skill to such an extent that he almost worshipped him. To hit a moving target at such high speed was incredibly difficult. Li Qiang knew this firsthand, and he had just seen the black man not even glance before throwing his military dagger.

That is to say, he threw his dagger with feeling, hitting the target solely based on instinct. What kind of realm is this where one can hit a target just by feeling

Tu Tu, however, ignored Li Qiang's surprise and quickly walked towards the car that had sunk into the ground. Under the car, he retrieved a military dagger stuck under the tire. With just a twist of his hand, he broke the dagger in two and then rejoined it. It was truly amazing how he managed to do it.

Then Tutu, after doing all that, it was only a blink of an eye. He kicked the car door open, picked up the feigning-death Wang Xiaoyang in one hand, and strode towards Li Qiang's face, not even glancing at Wang Xiaoyang.

And Wang Xiaoyang, his pants were already soaked through.

And at this time, the battle in the arena was still raging fiercely.

Li Qiang's martial arts skills were still lacking. In fact, he could only barely make out the two figures. As for what moves they were making, he couldn't see clearly at all, so naturally he couldn't evaluate who was more skilled.

While Tutu saw through both sides of the battle clearly. Having fought Ye Fan before, he knew his martial arts skills. The fact that this person could fight Ye Fan to such an extent was indeed not simple.

In the arena, Ye Fan, who was constantly dodging He Tiesheng's attacks, was also secretly startled. This He Tiesheng truly lived up to his reputation. His skills were much stronger than he had imagined.

Especially after he used the Shura Sickle, his combat power was astounding. His swordsmanship was quite remarkable, dancing around him in an impenetrable flurry. Every strike came from a surprisingly ingenious angle, often targeting areas that people easily overlooked. However, He Tiesheng had anticipated this and executed it accordingly. As a result, those who fought him initially felt flustered and disoriented.

Moreover, He Tiesheng's swordsmanship had another characteristic: it was based on speed and agility. Typically, before his current attack dissipated, the next one would already be at your face. Ye Fan believed that if he were not a battle-hardened super warrior facing him, he would most likely be defeated.

This He Tiesheng, his strength is probably not inferior to that Smith, and he can even have a good match against Tu Tu on the court. After obtaining the Shura Scythe, He Tiesheng's strength is probably even better than Tu Tu by another level. Of course, Tu Tu already has the Three-pronged Army Spear now, but after all, he needs to have a period of grinding with this Three-pronged Army Spear, so Ye Fan was still very fortunate that he didn't let Tu Tu and He Tiesheng fight just now.

And He Tiesheng was increasingly surprised, and increasingly anxious as he fought. In the organization, his status might not be as high as the leader's, but in terms of skill, the leader was far from his match. Within the organization, only that transcendent being could defeat him, while for everyone else, he didn't take them seriously.

Although I'm hiding my identity now and changing up my techniques, not using my most powerful moves, I've already put in seven or eight points of genuine effort. But why can't I feel any hope of victory

Though it seems now that he, He Tiesheng, has Ye Fan on the ropes, He Tiesheng knows Ye Fan hasn't gone all out. And once he adapts to his fighting style, if he suddenly unleashes his full power, will He Tiesheng be able to withstand it Perhaps, he should retreat for now.

No one would believe that He Tiesheng, who was in an absolutely dominant position on the surface, would suddenly feel hesitant at this moment, including Ye Fan, who was fighting him.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed quite good, but unfortunately, such a method cannot last. When you run out of strength, I will surely take your head." While fighting, Ye Fan still reminded He Tiesheng. He always felt that the other party seemed to be holding back, and Ye Fan wanted to get all his secrets out.

He Tie-sheng, however, let out a loud cry, "Brazen!" Then with his sword hands, he moved up and down, whirling them about in a blur of bladework.

Ye Fan knew that if he was not careful and touched this blade of flowers, he would be shredded to pieces immediately.

However, this time Ye Fan was unwilling to hide any longer. He wanted to test just how powerful He Tiesheng's Asura Scythe attack truly was.

"Páiyúnquán!" Ye Fan suddenly roared, and as he faced the blade curtain, he seized the opportunity with lightning speed, thrusting his hand in to strike at the heart of the matter, landing a powerful punch.

“Ah!” Li Qiang and the others exclaimed in surprise, watching Ye Fan disregard his own safety to test the blade with his body. They couldn't help but worry secretly for Ye Fan. You have to know that when masters clash, a slight difference can result in the risk of losing one’s life at any time. Ye Fan carelessly swung his hand into the fray, and if he hadn't calculated accurately, one could only imagine what would happen to his entire arm.

However, before they could even utter a sound, a deafening roar echoed through the air. It turned out that Ye Fan's punch had pierced through the layers of crisscrossing blades and landed heavily upon the Asura Scythe.

He Tie Sheng let out a muffled grunt, and his figure retreated step by step. He hadn't expected this at all. After such a situation, Ye Fan dared to directly punch through his blade barrier. You know, if he wasn't careful enough, he could have lost his entire arm at any moment.

But Ye Fan actually did it. He Tie Sheng was also full of admiration in his heart. Just this courage alone is something that many people don't have.

And Ye Fan's body also paused slightly, then rushed forward. It seemed that the power of the Paoyun Fist was still not enough, only to knock him flying ten steps away. Let's try my strongest whirlwind kick!

Ye Fan roared, and with a leap, he launched countless leg strikes towards He Tiesheng from mid-air. The attack was powerful and swift, heading straight for He Tiesheng's face.

He Tiesheng was shocked. Just from the sound of the wind generated by this kick, it seemed stronger than the punch just now. If he recklessly met the attack head-on, he would undoubtedly suffer severe internal injuries.ed to have firmly grasped Sun Shaohui's heart. When he shouted out 150 million, Sun Shaohui immediately opened his mouth and yelled, "190 million."Sun Shaohui's eyes turned red, and he decisively adde...