812: C812 Brother Sparring

C812 Brother Sparring

Just finished.

Ye Fan could hear something unusual.

This was the rhythm of a battle.

He didn't expect to not see him for so long.

Wang Sicong had even become a warmonger.

The main reason was that he had to fight.

He had previously fought in foreign battlefields, and his blade had licked blood.

After that, he had completed all kinds of life and death missions, and had completed the transformation during the battle.

Every bit of strength in his body depended on his life to fight for it.

When he heard that Ye Fan was powerful, he naturally couldn't help but want to spar with him.

"It's all praises from others, how can he be so powerful?"

"Haha, Third Brother, you have actually learned how to be humble! This is not your personality."

"Come, let's have a match."

Wang Sicong pulled Ye Fan to the square at the entrance, full of fighting spirit.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

"Shall we go drink and eat first? Doesn't it smell good? Do we have to use weapons?"

"Hehe! Cut the crap! I must witness your strength. "

Ye Fan shrugged." Sure, no problem. "

The conversation between the two did not lower their voices.

Many people around heard the news.

One spread the news, two spread the news. In just two minutes, the entire Martial Association had heard the news that the two of them were going to compete.

As President Wang's son, he had always been a proud son of heaven.

And Ye Fan was one of the most popular people in the Martial Association recently.

Strong and weak.

That must have aroused the curiosity of countless people.

"Quickly go and take a look. The young guild leader is going to PK with Ye Fan."

"I'll go! Aren't the two of them brothers? Why are they fighting? "

" They are just sparring! Go and take a look. Maybe you will learn a lot."

President Wang did not stop them.

Firstly, he wanted to test the results of Wang Sicong's cultivation. Ye Fan was obviously the best trial stone.

Secondly, he wanted everyone to see their strength. It was also a form of deterrence.

If it was spread out.

At least, all the other experts knew that two geniuses of the Martial Association had appeared.

"Haha, you agreed? That's great!"

"Brother, to tell you the truth, I really can't think of anything that can resolve the thirst in my heart other than fighting."

Ye Fan curled his lips in disdain. "You seem to be a freak."

"F * ck! Did you say that about your second brother?"

He said.

Their eyes flickered with boundless flames of war.

Neither of them was willing to admit defeat.

They were full of fighting spirit.

Anyang, Ouyang Yi and the others hurried over.

They were looking forward to it.

"Sister Ouyang, who do you think will win?"

"It must be Ye Fan. I have never seen him lose before."

"Hmph, you are Ye Fan's little sister. You must think that he is invincible."

"Er... Don't tell me you think the young master can win?"

Anyang revealed an embarrassed smile. "Actually, I also think Ye Fan can win. Hehe! "

"You guys are too subjective and not objective at all."

Sun Shiyin slowly opened her mouth and said, "Wang Sicong is very experienced in battle. All his strength and experience are blood training."

"Ye Fan is a veteran. He is deeply rooted in our hearts. His talent is very high, and his starting point is also very high. His strength is even more unfathomable."

"So? Who do you think will win?" Anyang asked curiously.

Sun Shiyin frowned and let out a breath.

"I think Ye Fan can win."

"Tch! I thought you would say something unexpected!"

"Hehe! Ye Fan is our friend, of course we support him."

He listened to Ye Fan's evaluation.

Wang Sicong was very curious.

He did not understand that an ordinary person in the past had actually become a revered existence in a few short months.

"Third brother, come on."

He pretended to be unfathomable and sage-like.

"Alright!"

The two of them confronted each other.

Faintly, bits and pieces of power seeped out. The air crackled, as if it was going to explode at any moment.

"But there's no fun without a prize!" Ye Fan said with a faint smile.

"Then what do you want? Whoever loses will treat us to a drink. How about that? How about we call Yue Peng and Wang Yiqiao over? "

"No problem."

In the past, Ye Fan was short of money.

He could not even bear to treat him to a meal.

But now...

It was just a drizzle.

Ye Fan was dressed in casual clothes and had a carefree look on his face, forming a sharp contrast with Wang Sicong.

However, the imposing manner he emitted could not be looked down upon by anyone.

"Alright, let's fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The two of them looked at each other.

Ye Fan was the first to move. His body was glowing with a golden light.

A roar of a dragon resounded through the void.

He stepped on the ground with one foot, and even the ground was covered with a deep pit.

He charged towards Wang Sicong like a cannonball.

"Uh... I didn't expect you to have such a style!"

Wang Sicong was stunned.

Such powerful strength, such a rude and unreasonable fighting style, it really didn't seem like something Ye Fan could display.

To be honest, he didn't really care about this kind of style.

A body full of brute force couldn't be put on the table.

But he was wrong.

Ye Fan was the type that could be salty but sweet.

He could control any style.

It was just that this was what he was showing right now.

Immediately after, Wang Sicong's eyes became emotionless. The battle robe on his body started moving even though there was no wind. Just like that, it slowly floated up.

Similarly, he charged towards Ye Fan.

"Too flirtatious, too flirtatious. These two didn't seem to be sparring, they seemed to be here to show off. "

The surrounding crowd sighed endlessly.

They felt like the two of them hadn't even gotten a chance to fight yet.

Perhaps the spiritual energy would all be used up.

"Is that so? I don't feel anything."

Initially, it was nothing.

But immediately.

A purple light burst out from Wang Sicong's body and shot straight into the sky. It was as if the heavens were resonating with him.

There was also a raging flame under his feet, and a line of fire appeared in the sky.

"F * ck! This is a bit too awesome!"

"What a domineering feeling."

"The Qi alone is already so powerful. Is Ye Fan a match for him? "

...

The huge movement of the two men had attracted the shock of countless people.

They had seen too much fighting and killing.

However, facing the power of these two, a hint of fear arose in everyone's hearts.

There was even a feeling.

As long as the two of them attacked, they would be able to destroy the entire Martial Association.

"Second brother, take my Overlapping Dragon Fist!"

Ye Fan shouted.

His fist carried a boundless amount of spiritual energy, destroying everything in its path.

"Well done! Look at my Netherworld Formula, Karmic Fire!"

"Boom!"

A ball of scorching flames collided with it.

A majestic power spread out with the two of them at the center.

Everyone's faces were burning from the heatwave, and they felt uncomfortable all over.

"F * ck! He could be affected even from such a far distance? This is too awesome. "

"I can't afford to offend him, I can't afford to offend him."

"Hurry up and hide! I'm afraid this will be a fierce battle."

...1

Once again, everyone dispersed.

Ye Fan and the other man also separated from each other.

The first move was to test each other out, and it could be considered to have been completed.

"Third Brother, not bad! Your strength is enough to make me fearful."

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched twice.

In fact, he did not use his full strength. He only used about fifty percent of his strength.

But he knew that the other party was also hiding his true strength.

He really didn't expect that the one who was evenly matched with him in the end wasn't the enemy, but the dormitory brothers.

Interesting!

Fun.

"You're not bad either! You can make me a little more serious."

"Alright, let's not waste any more time. Let's end this quickly!"

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