769: C769 The Pot Fighting Was over

C769 The Pot Fighting Was over

In Ye Fan's heart.

Fatty Hu was a tenacious and persistent man.

Otherwise, his body would not have been filled with a huge amount of spirit energy that helped him break through to the Transforming Strength stage.

But now, it was not the case.

After reaching his mental goal, Fatty seemed to have changed into another person.

Recently, he had been in a state of relaxation and did not have the slightest desire to be strong.

"Ah? He's still cultivating! I've been cultivating for more than an hour."

" That's nothing! Don't think that just because you become a Transforming Strength martial artist, you'll be able to rest easy. Just a trash like you, any Grandmaster can beat you up a hundred times. "

" If I were you, I would definitely put my life on the line to cultivate while I'm beside you. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask. "

Ye Fan showed a look of disappointment.

Fatty Hu naturally knew the big truth.

However, he felt a little indignant.

"Mr Fan, then why don't you cultivate?"

"Me?"

Ye Fan pointed at his nose.

"You want to compete with me?"

"Do you know how long it took me to become a Grandmaster?"

Fatty shook his head in a daze.

"Less than half a year."

"What?"

The latter was shocked.

How was this possible?

His father, Qiong Qi, had been cultivating for more than 30 years, and now he was only at the peak of Transforming Strength.

How could Ye Fan have such incredible speed?

"Compete with me? The one who can compete with me isn't even born yet."

"So, I advise you to be down-to-earth and surpass yourself."

Done speaking.

Ye Fan continued to lie on the bed as a salted fish.

As for Fatty Hu, he was lost in his endless fantasies.

Sigh!

Although what Ye Fan said was somewhat of Versailles, it was the truth.

What right did he have to waste his time?

With poor talent, if he did not work hard in his cultivation, he would be left behind sooner or later.

Immediately, flames of war burned in Fatty's eyes!

"I understand. Mr Fan, I will definitely cultivate well."

However, what answered him was a light snore.

Uh... He fell asleep just like that?

It was too fast.

Fatty smiled bitterly and silently entered into a state of cultivation.

Time passed quickly, and it was the third day.

Ye Fan yawned and stretched his body.

Teaching everyone to sing these two days had really exhausted him.

"Let's go. It's almost time to fight for the pot. Let's go and reap the rewards."

It was fine if he didn't want this to happen.

Fatty Hu was a little frightened when he thought about it.

"Mr Fan, do you think we can do it? Chung Ju and the others have more people than us, what if we can't defeat them?"

Ye Fan said angrily, "Look at your cowardly face. Why aren't you cultivating properly? You dare to slack off?"

"Hehe!"

"Don't worry, it won't be a problem to deal with them. "

Ye Fan changed his clothes and tidied up everything around him.

Fatty Hu was shocked.

But it was not strange.

Since the other party could take it out, he could naturally keep it.

"Oh, right. Mr Fan, what if they didn't wait for us and directly won the competition?"

"First, winning the first place isn't important to us at all, including your father. It's a good thing to get it, but it doesn't matter even if you don't get it."

" Secondly, Chung Ju has been fooled by us. It's impossible that he doesn't want to get his revenge. Also, he can kill anyone in the competition. This is his best chance, he won't give it up. " Ye Fan said in a flat tone.

"I understand. I will prepare for the battle in a while."

Fatty Hu was full of fighting spirit. He wanted to test the results of his two days of cultivation.

As the two of them walked towards the exit.

Chung Ju and the others slowly revealed themselves.

"Young master, they are here!"

"Great! I finally got to see them! The sins I've suffered these past few days will all be washed away by them! "

Chung Ju's heart was filled with bitterness.

They were not strong enough. If they wanted to defeat the others, they could only rely on Zhao Wuchang.

And he had fire element spiritual energy. After fighting for a while, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to keep a complete set of clothes.

So, they still looked the same as before.

It could be said that it was a tragic sight.

Their bodies were dirty, and there were wounds from mosquito bites everywhere.

"Alright, I will definitely twist Ye Fan's head off and kick him like a ball for young master."

Ye Fan and Ye Fan walked over.

He raised his eyes.

"Damn! Why are there so many beggars in the battle?"

"Isn't this too frightening?"

Fatty Hu laughed loudly.

"Mr Fan, they are all from the Chung family, not beggars."

"So, the current trend of beggars pretending to be beggars? Not bathing for three days?"

"Maybe."

Their mockery was like a sharp knife, stabbing into the hearts of Chung Ju and the others.

Each of their eyes were incomparably red.

They wished they could immediately rush forward and tear Ye Fan apart.

However, they were too weak, so they could only secretly injure themselves and place their hopes on Zhao Wuchang.

"You two cowardly turtles have finally appeared." Chung Ju said fiercely.

"Fatty, who is he talking about?"

"I don't know. He seems to be talking about himself! We've been wandering around the mountain for the past two days, but we still haven't found any traces of them."

"They probably dug a hole and hid themselves, afraid that we'll get rid of them!"

Fatty Hu still had the ability to speak nonsense.

He didn't even need to draft a draft to brag.

When Chung Ju heard this, he instantly became furious.

This should be said by him.

For the past three days, they had never rested. They had been searching for Ye Fan and the others.

However, they seemed to have disappeared, and not a single trace of them could be found.

The main reason was that the mountain forest was too large.

If there was no fate, they really wouldn't be able to find it.

"Bullshit! It was clearly you guys who hid."

"Oh right, we killed Zhong Ru and Huang Family. Where did you all go?"

"Hmph, what a nice way to put it. Who has more water bottles than us?"

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Several water canteens fell to the ground, creating a huge splash.

Ye Fan glanced at them.

There were seven or eight of them.

Except for the two of them, most of them had been robbed by Chung Ju.

"Aiyo, you have a lot of goods."

Ye Fan said lightly, "You think I haven't met anyone else, but they were all robbed by you, so naturally I don't have a kettle."

"As for Zhong Ru, he was just burnt to a corpse. The moment you left, I went right behind you."

"But you guys ran too fast, I didn't catch up to you guys."

What?

Chung Ju was shocked.

More importantly, he felt regret!

I... I was so close to Ye Fan in the past?

No one knew that Zhong Ru had been burnt to a crisp.

Ye Fan must have really seen it.

F * ck!

If he had known earlier, he would have walked slower.

I'm so angry!

"Hmph, it's not too late to meet now."

Chung Ju gritted his teeth.

"Cut the crap. Wuchang, help me get rid of him."

"No problem, young master."

After that, he slowly walked out of the crowd and beckoned to Ye Fan with his finger, as if he wanted to fight him alone.

When had Ye Fan ever been a coward?

However, he did not immediately accept the challenge. Instead, he said in a low voice.2

"Fatty, I bet one thousand yuan. I can get him to tell me his name, family address, and age."

"Huh?"

Fatty Hu was stunned and had a look of disbelief.

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