Kill you, one trick is enough!
If someone dared to say this to Park Hyun Jin before, it would definitely make him laugh. Then he was crushed to death.
But now, Ye Fan is fully qualified to say so.
More importantly, Park Hyun really could feel a solid killing intent, sweeping from behind.
He looked back subconsciously, but found that Ye Fan moved like a bow, thunderous, and his body soared, attacking him with a force of destruction.
At that moment, Park Xuanzhen even had an illusion, as if there was a dragon in Ye Fan's body that had been dormant for thousands of years, finally breaking free from the shackles, breaking out of the trap, showing its stern, flaring teeth and claws, trying to kill the world!
"Stab!"
Ye Fan's right leg tore the air and threw it towards Park Xuanzhen's backbone like a whip.
"Peng!"
The deafening sound resounded through the audience.
Caught off guard, Park Hyun Jin didn't have any chance to dodge. It was like being hit by a cannon, flying out more than ten meters and hitting the cold and hard wall of the gymnasium.
Then, an even more terrifying scene happened—
Looking into the distance, I saw Park Hyun Jin smashed the hard wall into a small hole, cracking open, and the cracks were dense like a spider web.
His tall and burly body actually seemed to be embedded in the wall, not moving for a long time, invisibly as if he had a pair of big hands, nailing him to the wall fiercely.
Hit people like hanging pictures!
There was an obvious fracture in the spine of Park Xuanzhen. With the current medical level, even if he can be rescued, he will probably have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
"hiss!"
After seeing this scene, the coaches and students in the gym in the distance couldn't help taking a breath, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their faces were full of shock.
Tonight, Ye Fan gave them too much shock.
Now, even if someone said Ye Fan was an alien, they wouldn't have any doubts.
In fact, at the beginning, Ye Fan did not intend to kill Park Hyun.
However, after Pu Xuanzhen's defeat, not only did he have no regrets, but also dared to run away grandiosely. How could Ye Fan bear it?
However, considering that there are so many onlookers around, in order to avoid shocking the world, Ye Fan still spared some effort.
Otherwise, with his strength in building the foundation, the power of one leg would be enough to kick Park Hyun-jin's body off the waist!
...
For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible, and there was deathly silence.
As the master of the gymnasium and a black belt 7th dan master, Park Hyunjin is limp on the ground like a dead dog, life and death unknown.
More than two dozen coaches are still like sculptures, maintaining various postures, unable to move.
Such a strange scene is quite absurd. The students in the distance, Zhao Ling'er, Lu Minghui and others, are still immersed in unprecedented shock, and they can't recover for a long time.
At this moment, Ye Fan opened his five fingers on his right hand and shook suddenly. The dozens of silver needles seemed to be induced, and they flew back from the warriors quickly.
"Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!"
In the next moment, the sound of the collision between the flesh and the ground is endless.
Without the shackles of the silver needle, the twenty-odd people regained control of their bodies, but due to a long period of stiffness and paralysis, they crashed to the ground, followed by screams of pain.
The eyes that they looked at Ye Fan were full of fear and trembling from the depths of their souls, as if the weak animals were facing their natural enemies and could not stop them.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly turned around, his eyes swept across Lu Minghui and others like a divine sword unsheathed.
"Stab!"
Feeling the sharp gaze, Lu Minghui and the others, who were still clamoring before, suddenly held their breath, did not dare to make a sound, and immediately lowered their heads, like a frightened bird, and did not dare to look at Ye Fan at all.
At first, because of Zhao Linger's intimacy towards Ye Fan, other boys could not help but become hostile to Ye Fan, and even prepared to take the opportunity to clean up Ye Fan.
Moreover, from the outside, Ye Fan was dressed in ordinary clothes, not like someone with a background.
But they never expected that Ye Fan didn't need a backer at all, he himself was the biggest backer!
That terrifying fighting power, no ordinary person, clearly a tiger in sheep's clothing.
At this moment, if anyone dares to touch the mold again, it is no different from looking for death!
Seeing the horrified look of everyone, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. Without explaining anything, he walked to Zhao Linger's side and whispered:
"Ling'er, it's late, let's go home!"
...
"boom!"
As soon as this statement came out, it exploded in everyone's ears like a thunder.
Countless shocked eyes fell on Ye Fan and Zhao Ling'er.
Back...home? !
At first, everyone thought they were friends, but at most they were more than friendship and less than love.
But now listening to Ye Fan's tone, they both have "lived together"!
And Zhao Linger did not object, nodded slightly, and said goodbye to a few of his best friends, and followed Ye Fan towards the outside of the gym.
When Lu Minghui and other boys saw this, they seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak invisibly, their eyes were dim and their faces were gray.
Watching the back of the two people leaving, they didn't dare to stop it at all!
Are you kidding me?
Ye Fan's terrifying strength might be able to crush Lu Minghui and others to death with a touch of his finger.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Ling Ao stopped loudly, and at the same time rushed to Ye Fan in large strides.
Hearing this, Ye Fan stopped walking, raised his eyes to look at Ling Ao, obviously a little surprised, and said in his heart:
In this situation, is Ling Ao still stubborn and wants to continue to trouble him?
However, at the next moment, when he reached Ye Fan three steps before, Ling Ao suddenly made a move that was beyond everyone's expectations.
"thump!"
Seeing his knees softened, he knelt on the ground and looked up at Ye Fan before him. There was no longer any hint of coldness and arrogance on his face. Instead, he was full of respectful expressions and said loudly:
"Master, please accept me as a disciple! I want to learn real Chinese Kungfu with you!"
Hearing these words, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and was very surprised. He never expected that Ling Ao would apprentice on the spot.
In fact, with Ling Ao's aptitude and devotion to martial arts, if there is a famous master, his future achievements will be limitless, at least he is also a master of Huang Jing!
But now, Ye Fan is too late to improve his strength, how can he have the time and energy to teach others?
Leaning over and looking at Ling Ao who was kneeling on the ground, Ye Fan waved his hand and said:
"I don't accept disciples, you should look for another famous teacher!"
However, Ling Ao was not so easy to pass.
He is a martial idiot, otherwise he would not spend all his time on taekwondo.
Now, it is hard to find a "real" martial arts expert, how could he miss it?
"Master, as long as you are willing to accept me as a disciple, please feel free to mention any requirements! Although our Ling family is not a wealthy family, we have small assets..."
When Ling Ao spoke, he didn't mean to show off at all, his eyes were full of expectation.
Ye Fan knew that with Lingao's persistent character, if he were to give him a little hope, he would definitely not give up until he reached his goal.
In desperation, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled, and said solemnly:
"Ling Ao, the reason why I don't accept you is because you are too weak to be my apprentice!"
...
As soon as this statement came out, Ling Ao's body was shocked, and if he had been shocked, his eyes were full of gloom, as if he had been hit hard.
In the garden hotel before, a girl who was interested in taekwondo wanted to worship Lingao as a teacher. He refused for this reason.
But now, Ye Fan used the same words to reject him.
For a time, Ling Ao had an unprecedented sense of frustration.
With the strength of his fifth black belt, he was considered a strong no matter where he was.
But I have to admit that in front of Ye Fan, he didn't even have the qualifications to be a teacher!
The strength gap between the two is insurmountable across the gap between heaven and earth.
At this moment, Ye Fan didn't look at him more, and led Zhao Ling'er to walk outside the door.
Looking at the two people leaving behind, Ling Ao's originally dim eyes suddenly burned with flames, and shouted: "Master, one day, I will let you look at you with admiration, gain your approval, and successfully come into your door. !"
Hearing this, Ye Fan waved his hand back, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said with a smile:
"Good! I'm waiting for that day!"
