ow, she was afraid that he wouldn't make any demands at all.It has to be said, that's really a strange kind of psychology.Wang Qin decided she didn't want to hang out with Ye Fan anymore. She got stra...Ye Fan seemed to have a good impression of this Smith. It's just a pity that while Smith was quick, there was someone even faster. Ye Fan raised the butcher knife in his hand the instant Smith made his move. He wanted to test the skills of this formidable instructor, as described by Tutu.

Two divine weapons clashed in mid-air, but instead of the expected clang, there was an eerie silence. Without any suspense, the cleaver's blade was instantly cut clean in half by the triangular spear.

In Ye Fan's hand, there was only half a hilt!

This scene left everyone present dumbfounded, even Ye Fan himself was startled. How could he forget that Smith was holding a military dagger forged from steel tempered a thousand times, while he only had an ordinary butcher's knife. How could these two compare

Smith was also staring at all this with some disbelief. He opened his mouth wide, watching in disbelief as the blood-chilling sword that he had always admired in his heart was split in half by his own sword Could it be that his martial arts skills had reached a new height

Ye Fan suddenly roared in the arena: "Return my Blood Drinker Mad Saber!" He threw the half hilt of the sword in his hand towards Smith!

Smith used the dagger in his hand to flick the half-blade hilt, and said with uncertainty: "Mr. Ye Fan, is that really your Blood Drinking Mad Blade"

Ye Fan was very angry and said, "Is there still a fake This knife was forged from divine iron, extremely hard, slicing mud like mud. The most remarkable thing is that it has been with me for ten years, and I became famous overnight thanks to this knife. I was hoping it would kill many enemies and make great achievements in the future, but you ruined my meal companion! You tell me, how will you compensate me"

Ye Fan spouted nonsense, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the dagger in Smith's hand. This dagger was definitely top-notch! It probably could even pierce through Xia Guanghe's fist from back then His Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sweep couldn't be easily shown to others. If he had this good weapon, it would save him a lot of trouble.

Smith's face contorted for a moment, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing him like this, Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. This wooden head wouldn't really be giving me the military dagger, would he

A tall man in a suit suddenly rushed up, handing Smith the severed head of the half butcher's knife that had been slashed by his military guard. Then, he whispered something in Smith's ear. Holding the remaining half of the butcher's knife, Smith trembled uncontrollably. Suddenly, with both hands, he pressed down and snapped the remaining half of the blade in two!

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched as well. Could this Smith also be like Zhu Ge Kong Hua, practicing Eagle Claw Kung Fu He had quite a bit of strength in his hands!

“Ye, you actually cheated me” Shi’s eyes were blazing with anger as he looked at Ye Fan. What kind of peerless weapon was the Blood Drinking Mad Saber It was clearly just a butcher knife sold in the market! He thought that as soon as he entered the arena, he would force him to use his ultimate move, and he had also used his own powerful weapon early on. In the end, he was still tricked by this kid.

Ye Fan chuckled and said, "Don't misunderstand me. Blood Drinking Mad Saber, as its name suggests, can also be called the Blood Drinking Mad Saber. As for the butcher knife, it slaughters a lot of pigs every day, so it's truly a Blood Drinking Mad Saber..."

"Damn it!" Smith waved the three-pronged bayonet in his hand, just as Ye Fan charged. This kid was really too despicable. He actually compared himself to a pig. If he didn't give him a taste of his own medicine, he wouldn't know that King Ma still had a third eye!

Ye Fan smiled on his lips, but his movements were not slow. He moved nimbly and fought Smith with his bare hands.

And Smith's men looked at Ye Fan like they were looking at a dead person. In their eyes, it was easy for the boss to deal with this guy, especially since the boss had already used his signature weapon, and this man named Ye Fan had nothing in his hands. They believed that it wouldn't be long before he was taken down.

But what surprised him was that the boss and that person had been fighting for a while. It looked like the boss was getting the upper hand, and the other person could only parry without being able to fight back. However, every time the boss was about to land a decisive blow, that person would always dodge it in an incredible way at the last moment. This was truly amazing. How did he do it Was it luck or skill

As for Smith, who was fighting in the arena, he also knew his own predicament. Although he had the upper hand for a while, this Ye Fan was truly elusive. Despite his fierce attacks, he couldn't even touch the opponent's clothes, let alone inflict any harm.

He only realized now that everything the organization said was true. This Ye Fan was truly terrifying. They told him if he encountered Ye Fan, he should gather thirty people to attack together, then there might be a chance of keeping him. But now that he had spoken, could he go back on his word Would that still be considered chivalrous

Smith was now panting, he and Ye Fan were getting faster and faster, he was starting to struggle to keep up with Ye Fan's speed.

This can't go on, I need to find a solution right away!

Smith suddenly leaped out of the circle, wielding his military saber in front of him. A burst of silver flashed, and if Ye Fan dared to pursue, he would collide with this silver screen and be crushed to pieces!

As the screen faded, Ye Fan remained with a smile on his face, while Smith was drenched in sweat. This gave him a moment to catch his breath, and at that time, Ye Fan didn't take advantage of his respite to attack. This surprised him greatly.

Actually, what surprised Ye Fan even more was this. Smith was clearly not his opponent, but these thirty death warriors remained motionless, as if they had no intention of helping at all. Ye Fan thought to himself, is this knightly spirit He didn't expect that such a thing would still exist in today's society.

Such things would absolutely never happen in China, these people are definitely worthy of respect.

Therefore, Ye Fan made a temporary decision to defeat Smith fairly and squarely. This was his greatest respect for these people.

Smith gasped for breath, feeling his strength returning. He suddenly looked at Ye Fan and smirked, "You're indeed very powerful, beyond my expectations. You're definitely not my match in hand-to-hand combat. But you're too arrogant. You didn't seize the opportunity to defeat me when I was vulnerable just now, and that's the biggest reason for your failure today!"

Ye Fan smiled and said, “Oh, is that so However, I don't seem to have lost yet”

"I didn't want to use this move, it's my trump card. My master told me never to use it unless absolutely necessary, but now, if I don't use it, it seems like I won't be able to keep you here. Knightly spirit tells me I can't lose, so I've decided to use this move after all. You definitely won't be able to block it!"

What's so mysterious about it What kind of amazing trick is it Ye Fan suddenly felt a surge of anticipation.

Then Smith shouted loudly, “Three-segment Phantom Slash!”

As he spoke, his three-pronged military dagger flew out of his hand, aiming straight for Ye Fan's face!efore him. She was a stunning beauty, with an alluring and exotic charm that left him speechless. His mouth hung open in disbelief, his face a picture of utter amazement.I didn't notice it before, but...