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"Young master, please return!"

The Tang clan chief spoke with a slightly less arrogant tone, but he still looked down on Yang Fan.

"Could it be that what Young Master Tang said just now doesn't count?" However, I am now representing the City Lord's Mansion in the battle, and you are afraid. "

Tang Jinming clenched his fists as he looked at Yang Fan, who was even more arrogant than him. He really couldn't endure it any longer.

"Fine, I promise you, as long as you can hold on for ten moves, I will admit defeat!"

"Jin Ming!"

The Tang Clan Chief wanted to stop Tang Jinming, but when he saw the angry expression in Tang Jinming's eyes, he immediately gave up on this idea.

"I believe in this young master. Let him represent the City Lord's Mansion in battle!"

Qin Ming, who was standing at the side, stabilized Qin Hen's injuries as Yang Fan spoke.

"Thank you, City Lord, for fulfilling my wish!"

Yang Fan took a step forward and looked Tang Jinming in the eye. Although he didn't reveal his strength, that look in his eyes made the other side feel uneasy.

The surrounding onlookers' interest was piqued, they all wanted to see the result of Yang Fan's attack.

"It can't be that he was defeated in one move, right?"

"I think it's possible. If one move isn't enough, two moves will definitely be the end!"

"Hahaha!"

Tang Jinming opened his jade fan, smiled and said to Yang Fan, "You heard what they said, right? There's still time to regret it!"

"Bring it on!"

"Then I'll try to be as light as possible!"

"Low Xuan Dou Technique: Wind: Gentle Love!"

The storm wind whizzed past. The vortex that was agglomerated from Dou Qi in mid-air had become incomparably sharp under the high-speed flow of the vortex.

Yang Fan put his hands on his hips and let the air whirl past him. With the Dragonscale Armor, this bit of power was not even able to scratch an itch.

"How is this possible?"

Tang Jinming's eyes widened as he looked at Yang Fan in disbelief. The Xuan Level Dou Technique actually had no effect on Yang Fan.

"What did he do?"

"Can't you see? Young Master Tang went easy on me! "

"Yes!" It must be, otherwise how can this brat live! "

Yang Fan patted his shoulder and calmly said to Tang Jinming, "Xuan Tier Dou Technique, is it really that weak?"

Tang Jinming closed his jade fan and thought of Yang Fan's physical body. "You have an extraordinary physical body, but don't think that you can defeat me just because of this!"

"I'll do my best!"

Within the jade fan, a wave of cold wind attacked. A black vortex formed in front of Tang Jinming.

"High Xuan Dou Technique: Falling Wind: Like an Arrow!"2

A black beam of light shot out of the whirlpool, its speed uncatchable as it attacked Yang Fan in a straight line.

Looking at Yang Fan, who didn't condense any qi at all, the corner of Tang Jinming's mouth raised in a smile. In his opinion, this attack was enough to pierce through Yang Fan's body.

"Dou Techniques are all good Dou Techniques, but it's a pity that you're too weak!"

Yang Fan took a step forward, leaving only his shadow behind. The light beam had already planned for him, and his real body had already arrived behind Tang Jinming.

The hairs on Tang Jinming's back stood on end as beads of sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. The corners of his mouth also twitched, "How is this possible? You still haven't done anything!"

"I've said it before, genius! You are not worthy! "

With a kick from Yang Fan, Tang Jinming flew directly to the side of the square platform. Although he didn't sustain any injuries, he had already lost all face.

"Alright!"

Qin Ming clenched his fists and cheered.

The surrounding people also changed their attitude towards Yang Fan. This youth who was only twenty years old, had shocked them.

"Such a strong strength, is he really just a youth?"

"Who is this person?"

Clan Head Tang's brows wrinkled tightly as he anxiously asked Jin Ming, "Jin Ming, this kid is a bit strange. Let's end this quickly!"

"Damn it!"

Tang Jin and the bright jade fan opened, a powerful wind breezed behind his back, anger in his eyes.

"Low Di Level Dou Technique: Feng Luo: Reckless!"

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