260: C260 Broken Ribs!

C260 Broken Ribs!

"You really think I'm a pushover!"

Ye Fei's eyes turned cold. He did not have the time to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He extended his claws and grabbed the acupuncture points on Zhang Soonglei's wrist.

Zhang Soonglei's hands seemed to have been caught by an iron clamp. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from Ye Fei's hands.

Zhang Soonglei could be considered an expert, but he had been busy with administrative matters all these years. It was inevitable that his martial arts had been abandoned. Compared to the old and healthy Yang Huaiyuan, there was still a huge gap between them. At this moment, he had been careless and had his meridians locked by Ye Fei with both hands. Instead of panicking, he let out a fierce roar. He lifted his leg and kicked towards Ye Fei's waist.

A cold light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes. He had clearly captured Zhang Soonglei's movement. He lifted his leg and kicked Zhang Soonglei's calf.

In terms of leg skills, Zhang Soonglei, who practiced Penetrating Back Fist, was naturally not Ye Fei's opponent.

Zhang Soonglei's leg was kicked back immediately. However, he struggled with his hands and broke free from Ye Fei's claws. Both his hands and calves felt a piercing pain and he could not stand stably.

Zhang Soonglei was used to living a pampered life. He limped and was in a very sorry state. He felt that he had lost face in front of everyone, and he became even more furious. “ With a swoosh, he actually took out an iron whip from his belt. With the head of the whip and the eight segments in the middle, it turned out to be a nine-segmented whip!

A Nine Joint Whip was not a common weapon. It was rumored to be a weapon passed down from the nomadic tribes in the north during the 5th generation of the Ten Kingdoms. It was different from Han weapons like knives, sticks, and spears. The Nine Joint Whip was very difficult to practice, but after it was done, it was very powerful. Furthermore, if one did not have the experience of fighting with the Nine Joint Whip, he would have easily fallen for it.

Ye Fei's gaze was even colder. If it was just a match of fists and kicks, it could be said to be a spar of martial arts. Now that he had revealed his weapon, the nature of this change.

Ye Fei originally did not want to seriously injure Zhang Soonglei, but now it was different.

Swoosh!

Without wasting any time, Zhang Soonglei waved his hand, and the Nine Joint Whip pierced through the air, causing a shrill sound to be heard.

When the whip was about to reach Ye Fei, his hand flashed, as if he was grabbing the whip.

"You are courting death! “

A cold smile appeared on Zhang Soonglei's face. A whip... It looked like a thin whip, but it was extremely powerful. It specialized in breaking hard qigong skills such as Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Cover. Even if it was a master of hard qigong, after suffering this whip, you'll also be beaten to the point of lacerating flesh. Besides, Ye Fei hadn't practiced the Eagle Claw Arts for a long time. He hadn't even reached the level of the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt, and the two of them had become one!

Swoosh!

However, no one had expected that a cold light would flash in Ye Fei's palm, and it collided with the Nine Joint Whip, producing a crisp sound.

The Nine Joint Whip was broken! It was as if it was broken by Ye Fei!

What was going on!?

Upon seeing this bizarre scene, everyone was stunned, not knowing what had happened.

No one saw Ye Fei secretly hiding the flying blade in his hand. It seemed like he was trying to grab it with his hand, but it was actually a flying blade made of iron that collided with the Nine Joint Whip.

Zhang Soonglei's Nine Joint Whip was made of special grade 'Cold Steel' that he had gotten from the army. Although it couldn't be called a divine weapon, it was still very rare.

However, the special steel in the army could not be compared with the Heavenly Meteoric Iron Knife in Ye Fei's hand. It broke as soon as it touched it, as if it was made of tofu.

Zhang Soonglei held the half of the Nine Joint Whip in his hand. His face alternated between green and white. He had been embarrassed enough just now. Now, he was even more embarrassed. He wished that there was a crack in the ground and he could crawl into it.

Ye Fei waved his hand and said in a cold voice, "Enough. You have lost. Let Falcon King and the others go according to the agreement."

"Let your mother go!"

Zhang Soonglei cursed angrily and rushed towards Ye Fei again.

Although Zhang Soonglei did not suffer a loss, he also felt humiliated, so he fought back desperately, wanting to regain his face.

This was also because Zhang Soonglei's identity was different. Moreover, he had been in a high position for a long time. He always felt that his father was number one in the world, and no one dared to disobey him. Plus, the people around him were always flattering him. Therefore, he was also proud and arrogant, and he couldn't afford to lose. He just wanted to snatch back his face with all his might.

Ye Fei furrowed his brows when he saw Zhang Soonglei's reaction.2

He had already tolerated it again and again. He did not expect that Zhang Soonglei, the president of the Martial Arts Association, did not even have the most basic self-restraint.

Zhang Soonglei rushed in front of Ye Fei with a few steps and missed two punches in a row.

He himself was also furious. He roared and punched and kicked. Now, he had completely lost his sense of propriety. It was no different from street hooligans fighting.

Ye Fei took a few steps back and avoided Zhang Soonglei's attack. A disgusted expression appeared on his face. He knew that if he did not use a heavy hand to knock Zhang Soonglei down, he would continue to pester him.

Just as Zhang Soonglei was rushing towards Ye Fei, Ye Fei suddenly kicked the ground with his right foot. His left foot flew up and kicked Zhang Soonglei's arm joints.

Zhang Soonglei had just finished punching when his arm was kicked. With a cracking sound, his arm was broken by Ye Fei's kick.

However, Ye Fei did not kick. His right leg bounced up and he flew into the air. His feet kicked hard on Zhang Soonglei's chest!

This was the ultimate move of poking the leg, the mandarin duck leg.

Among the four famous works of the Water Margin, Wu Song's most proficient move was the Puncture Kick. When he was drunk and hit Jiang Men God, he kicked with both of his legs. It was the Yuanyang Kick!

After being kicked, Zhang Soonglei was sent flying like a cannonball. He rushed more than ten meters away and landed on a black sports car in the distance.

The windshield in front of the sports car was shattered by him. He fell into the car and could not move at all.

It was only one move. It was earth-shattering!

Everyone was stunned. This kind of scene had only been seen in movies, but had they ever thought of it in real life? This young man called Ye Fei, wasn't he a little too terrifying?

Zhang Soonglei's subordinates hurriedly surrounded him. They stretched out their hands to pull him out, wanting to pull him out. Who would have thought that just as they pulled him out, Zhang Soonglei let out a miserable cry.

"Don't... don't... pull, my ribs... My ribs are broken..."

Zhang Soonglei said while gasping for breath. He could still live after suffering this blow. It's a great fortune. After all, he was a martial artist who had been immersed in the martial arts of Hua Country since he was young. He had tempered his muscles and bones. If it was someone else who practiced Taekwondo or something like that, he would be able to toughen his body. This strike was enough to kill him!

On the other side, Ye Fei finished off Zhang Soonglei. Taking advantage of everyone's shock, he turned around and continued walking towards Yuan Chen.

This time, Yuan Chen's entire body was paralyzed. He didn't even have the strength to escape. He thought that Zhang Soonglei could save him, but he didn't expect that Zhang Soonglei wasn't Ye Fei's match either.

Yuan Chen began to regret. Because of a small matter, he wanted to take revenge on Ye Fei and drag him into this matter. However, what was the use of regretting now?

"Stop... Stop him..."

Zhang Soonglei took a deep breath and looked at Ye Fei angrily. He said angrily, "Attack together and stop him! “

Zhang Soonglei's words made those warriors who followed Zhang Soonglei stop in front of Ye Fei.

Seeing this situation, those martial artists who were hesitating earlier also immediately became alert. They all joined these people and surrounded Ye Fei in the middle.

For a moment, about thirty to forty people surrounded Ye Fei. The hooligans of the Blessing Gang in the periphery all clamored and clamored.

Relying on their numbers, they forgot about Ye Fei's terror just now.

Yuan Chen had never thought that such a thing would happen. He originally thought that he was dead for sure, but upon seeing such a situation, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

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