"Slap! Slap!"
Ye Bufan didn’t hesitate at all, directly slapping Zhang Qixing’s face a few tis and then kicking him away.
Ye Bufan was already a Primary War General, and dealing with garbage like this at the Peak Warrior level was not worth wasting words on; it was resolved easily.
The crowd was dumbfounded; they thought it was supposed to be a peak confrontation between Zhang Qixing and Ye Qingfeng, a battle between two peerless geniuses.
No one expected that the martial arts genius Zhang Qixing would be beaten like a child by a kid, as if his father was disciplining him.
This scene was simply too dramatic!
"You little brat, you’re courting death!" Zhang Beishan couldn’t hold back any longer; his body leapt into the air, wanting to strike Ye Bufan with a palm.
"Zhang Beishan, if you don’t want your Zhang Family to be exterminated, stop imdiately!"
At this mont, a cold reprimanding voice rang out again.
The crowd was shocked; this voice was unbelievably arrogant.
If you don’t stop, the Zhang Family will be exterminated? That’s ridiculous. In all of Huaxia, no one would dare claim to wipe out the Zhang Family, right?
Such a large family, entangled with the Divine Guards, even figures of chief-level status wouldn’t have the audacity to say such things.
However, upon hearing this voice, Zhang Beishan, who had been angrily launching his attack, abruptly stopped. He was very familiar with this voice. Though he didn’t believe anyone could annihilate the Zhang Family, this voice made him have to be cautious.
Sure enough, as Zhang Beishan halted his actions, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, strode in.
Zhang Beishan’s eyes imdiately showed shock!
However, at this mont, Ye Bufan suddenly moved. Zhang Beishan might stop, but he wouldn’t!
With a hint of coldness, Ye Bufan instantly turned into a blood-red afterimage, attacking Zhang Beishan in a flash.
Zhang Beishan’s gaze suddenly hardened; anger flared in his heart. Even after he stopped, this kid dared to make a move, as if he were seeking death.
In an instant, Zhang Beishan couldn’t hold back any longer, fiercely punching towards Ye Bufan.
The wealthy Jiangdong spectators were also stunned. Clearly, soone had co to save this kid, yet he still dared to attack Zhang Beishan. Was he seeking death?
However, when Ye Bufan’s fist collided with Zhang Beishan’s palm, everyone was shocked. This kid was not inferior to Zhang Beishan in the slightest, his body not retreating a single step.
Zhang Beishan was also shocked; as an Interdiate War General and a master from the Zhang Family, this punch was actually taken by this kid.
How terrifying is this child’s strength?
Could soone who kicked Zhang Qixing away withstand a move from him? This child looks only about twelve or thirteen, how terrifying is that!
However, Zhang Beishan had no ti to be amazed, as Ye Bufan had already made another move. His eyes were cold, and his hands showed no rcy, attacking Zhang Beishan again.
Zhang Beishan didn’t dare to underestimate him in the slightest and hurriedly defended himself.
Actually, Zhang Beishan’s strength should have been above Ye Bufan’s, after all, Ye Bufan was just a Primary War General while Zhang Beishan was already an Interdiate War General.
But Ye Bufan’s attacks were fierce, filled with killing intent, while Zhang Beishan had relaxed slightly because of Ye Bufan’s earlier actions, resulting in a deadlock.
"Kid, if you attack again, I won’t be polite!"
Zhang Beishan and Ye Bufan clashed again, putting so distance between their bodies.
Ye Bufan’s eyes were indifferent, attacking Zhang Beishan once more, in a completely do-or-die manner.
"Ye Qingfeng, quickly tell your disciple to stop."
This elder was none other than Hua Qingteng; he had been keeping an eye on Ye Qingfeng and ca imdiately upon hearing Ye Qingfeng was causing trouble in Jiangdong.
Speaking of which, among the countless Huaxia Martial Artists, Ye Qingfeng was the first person for whom a mber of the Divine Guard had to follow alone.
Hua Qingteng was sowhat anxious; he didn’t believe this kid could be a match for Zhang Beishan; he was worried Zhang Beishan might injure the child.
With Ye Qingfeng’s disposition, if Zhang Beishan truly hard his disciple, not to ntion Zhang Beishan’s life, Zhang Qixing probably wouldn’t walk away today either.
Perhaps even the whole Zhang Family was at risk of annihilation.
Ye Qingfeng looked on calmly, observing the fight between Ye Bufan and Zhang Beishan; it was an excellent opportunity to train Ye Bufan.
And Zhang Beishan and Zhang Qixing, ever since they kept provoking Ye Qingfeng, Ye Qingfeng had no intention of letting them off.
"Ye Qingfeng!"
Hua Qingteng called out again, his face urgent, "Ye Qingfeng, I’m telling you, if you destroy the Zhang Family again this ti, we the Divine Guards won’t let you off, and neither will the country!"
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze was as calm as an ancient well; if the Divine Guards dared to make a move, then let them co. His Ice Condensing Strange Yin Grass was about to bloom.
What Divine Guards, he simply didn’t care.
"Ye Qingfeng, let it go; make Bufan stop. I’m worried he’ll get hurt," Shui Yiyi suddenly grabbed Ye Qingfeng’s hand and said.
She wasn’t only worried about Ye Bufan; she was also concerned about Ye Qingfeng.
"Bufan, stop," Ye Qingfeng said calmly.
Hua Qingteng’s heart was slightly shocked; it seed Ye Qingfeng truly doted on this woman.
Even his threat with the Divine Guards didn’t matter, yet a single word from this woman made him so obedient.
Ye Qingfeng’s coldness and single-mindedness were all too familiar to Hua Qingteng, and only in front of this woman did Ye Qingfeng beco gentle.
Hua Qingteng’s heart was moved; he was considering whether he could win this woman over. If he could persuade her, it might calm this God of Kill down.
If it wasn’t absolutely necessary, Hua Qingteng didn’t want to be at odds with this ferocious one; it would be too much of a loss for the country.
Ye Bufan didn’t hesitate at all; filled with killing intent a mont ago, he imdiately retreated, stopping his attack.
However, at this point, Zhang Beishan seed unable to stop. Having fought a child to a draw was a huge insult to him.
His body, mid-air, would indeed suffer if he suddenly pulled back.
So, at this mont, Zhang Beishan still chopped towards Ye Bufan with his palm!
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze turned slightly cold; this Zhang Beishan still dared to make a move.
"Bang!"
Just as Zhang Beishan’s palm was about to hit Ye Bufan, Ye Qingfeng’s figure arrived, kicking Zhang Beishan on his waist, imdiately sending him flying horizontally.
This elder, who had shocked the whole scene and instilled fear in everyone previously, now landed heavily on the ground like a ragged bag.
"You’re courting death!"
Zhang Beishan, after all, was an Interdiate War General, and Ye Qingfeng hadn’t used too much strength with that kick. He quickly stood up.
Zhang Beishan only felt a rush of blood to his head, his seven orifices smoking with rage. He, a senior of the Zhang Family, held in such esteem, both in the secular and martial artist worlds, had never been humiliated like this before.
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