952: C952 The Legendary Martial Arts

C952 The Legendary Martial Arts

With Ye Fan's assurance.

Wang Sicong suddenly felt like he had been injected with stimulants.

His strength was not just a little bit higher than his.

Furthermore, Ye Fan's moves were endless.

He could say that he would help him.

That would definitely not be a problem.

"That's it?"

Wang Sicong once again showed his contemptuous look.

"Are you sure more than thirty people is enough? If you can't do it, then find some more people."

There were some hot-tempered ones who simply couldn't accept his ridicule.

"Hmph, don't Huaxia people like to be modest? Is this the virtue that has been passed down for thousands of years?"

Bullsh * t?

I am the ancestor.

Wang Sicong smiled coldly.

"That is how I treat my friends, and now you are my enemies."

"When we treat our enemies, we always pay attention to getting rid of them by the roots."

"Alright, then let's see who's more powerful."

"Wait a moment."

Everyone was stunned.

Earlier, he was still so awesome. Now, was he afraid?

"Hahaha? What's wrong? Regret?"

"Hmph, there must be a limit to your posturing. What a joke. How embarrassing."

Wang Sicong shook his head.

Ye Fan wanted him to act a little too much.

How could he go too far if he just hit him?

He said indifferently, "No, this won't show my strength. How about I give you all an arm?"

What?

As soon as he finished speaking.

Everyone was shocked.

This was too much of an act.

He was supposed to face more than thirty people by himself.

And he even gave up on an arm.

Haven't you heard that it's hard to fight against four hands with two fists?

You want to fight more than sixty hands with one punch?

"F * ck me! Domineering!"

"But I feel like he's a bit too arrogant. Can he really win?"

"It feels a bit suspenseful. Why don't we prepare for the opening ceremony?"

"At least get a coffin and a urn first."

"Get lost. Don't make others look down on your own prestige. We have to believe in Wang Sicong."

"F * ck, I feel like these words are even weaker than your grandfather's body."

...

Everyone was saying the same thing, indicating that none of them had high hopes for Wang Sicong.

It wasn't that they didn't want to believe him.

It was just that they couldn't believe it.

The difference in strength was too great.

Wang Sicong couldn't take it anymore and shouted.

"What do you know? I just invited a god."

"What do you mean?"

"Ye Fan and I share the same dormitory. "

Everyone was enlightened.

Ye Fan was called YYYDS in University of Jiang City, which meant that he would always be a god.

As long as he made his move, there would be no competition that he couldn't win.

There was no competition that he couldn't pretend to be successful in.

That was an existence that no one could shake.

"So it's the Request God. No wonder."

"Since that's the case, we're starting to believe that you can win."

"That's right. Didn't you hear that just now? It was Great God Ye Fan who asked Wang Sicong to continue pretending. He must have the confidence to win the competition."

Ye Fan rubbed his nose.

It was not easy for me to keep a low profile.

Why are you looking at me again?

Ye Fan waved his hand.

"Don't worry, I will definitely win."

He received a positive answer.

Everyone was relieved.

Next, their worries turned into curiosity.

They didn't know how Ye Fan was going to help Wang Sicong win the battle.

"Give us an arm? Huaxia man, aren't you a bit too arrogant?"

Wang Sicong shrugged, looking like he deserved a beating.

"Overly? If I didn't want to keep a low profile, I would even give you both my arms."

"How about adding a leg?"

"Stop it, why don't you just give it all to me?"

"If it really doesn't work, I'll give you all my head."

Everyone:... ""

" Are you really looking down on us? You're not moving from head to toe. Do you want to be a target?"

"Hmph, you want to exhaust our strength and eventually tire us to the ground? That's just an ideal idea. "

"That's right, there are more than thirty of us. A portion of us will attack, and a portion of us will rest. We can attack without limit."

Wang Sicong glanced at him.

"Why would I use such a stupid method? I can kill all of you with just one strike. Do you believe me?"

The more he spoke, the more excessive he became.

Ye Fan was sweating a little.

More importantly, he didn't play according to the rules.

He even gave way to his limbs and head.

How could he play?

However, Ye Fan did not panic.

He silently took out the complete cultivation method manual and prepared to sell it on the spot.

Finally.

After another five minutes of scolding.

The battle was about to begin.

More than thirty people started using their full strength.

Boundless power surged within their bodies, converging into a huge river.

The spiritual energy that was almost solid was terrifying.

Wang Sicong was a little scared.

He did not expect the opponent to kill him.

Of course, he also knew that he had acted too much.

"Mo, think of a way. Don't send me a white-haired man."

Ye Fan glared at him unhappily.

"Don't worry. I won't let you die."

"Next, it's time to witness a miracle."

"Later, you don't have to worry about anything. Just shout."

"What do you want to shout?"

"Whatever!"

"Then what am I shouting about Happy Planet, okay? "

"I already said, whatever."

The other side's attacks were brewing.

Ye Fan was not idle either.

Boundless spirit energy began to gather in Wang Sicong's mouth.

Wang Sicong shut his mouth. He only felt that it wasn't his mouth, but a surging sea.

It was more like someone was fighting inside.

But he knew.

This was his ultimate killing move.

He must not open his mouth at this moment.

"Rumble!"

More and more spirit essence appeared.

Thunder rumbled in his head.

It was so loud that he almost lost consciousness.

Was this Ye Fan's strength?

So fierce.

Finally.

His opponent's attack arrived.

Ye Fan's voice was heard as well.

"There has always been a peerless martial art in the Pugilistic World. It can take the head of an enemy general from thousands of miles away. It is one of Shaolin's 72 ultimate skills."1

"This... Could it be the legendary Lion Roar Technique?"

"It's so terrifying!"

Ye Fan continued, "This technique is a technique that allows the internal Qi of the human body to be released from the dantian, and it allows the person to release and exhale."

"Once the skill is completed, the person will meet the enemy and exchange blows. When the skill is unleashed, it will be like the sound of thunder that is spreading out for miles."

"It will cause the enemy to feel extremely frightened and terrified. It will make one's hair stand on end. Usually, when the opponent lets out a long roar, the opponent will lose even if the opponent doesn't fight."

"Once this skill is used, let's see who dares to look down on Huaxia's martial arts! Let's see who dares to look down on Huaxia's martial arts!"

These words explained the power and meaning of the Lion's Roar Technique.

It also helped to rectify China's martial arts.

It could be said to have a lot of meaning.

"Boom!"

The two attacks collided.

The ground immediately shook violently.

The roar turned into a ferocious lion in the air. It opened its bloody mouth and attacked with its claws.

The opponent's attack was instantly torn apart by the lion.

The male lion did not stop. It charged into the enemy's camp and started to roar.

The sound of the roar spread out layer by layer.

It reached their ears.

"Ah..."

An intense pain entered their minds.

No matter if it was a ninja or a paranormal, they couldn't escape from the pain.

In the end, they all collapsed to the ground.

The stronger ones were still alright, they were only hearing earmuffs.

The weaker ones even had blood seeping out of their ears.

Looking at such a miserable scene.

Everyone was incomparably shocked.

This... was way too strong.

He won by relying on his roar?

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