As Ye Fan and the others walked into the hall, almost everyone's eyes were on them.
Lei Wanxing's eyes shone brightly as they locked onto the young man among the three.
Lei Wanxing had seen Qian Wansan and Qian Baobao before. The young man who was less than 20 years old must be the so-called Master Ye.
Lei Wanxing was a little surprised when he saw him.
Although Master Ye's name was quite famous in Hong Kong recently, Lei Wanxing had only heard of him and had never seen him before. He thought Master Ye was a middle-aged or older person, but he did not expect him to be a young man.
Lei Wanxing could not help but sigh. Young people nowadays were really full of vigor.
No matter how high his martial arts cultivation was, how high could he be when he was less than 20 years old?
Lei Wanxing originally wanted to fight to his heart's content with Master Ye, but now it seemed that he would most likely be disappointed.
After Ye Fan walked into the hall, he found a seat and sat down as if there was no one else around.
Qian Wansan and Qian Baobao were very nervous. They did not dare to sit down and just stood by the side.
Papa Feng was a little displeased when he saw this young man who was still wet behind the ears treating this place as his own home.
However, this matter still required Lei Wanxing to take charge of the overall situation, so he did not blame Ye Fan. Instead, he cast a glance at Lei Wanxing.
Lei Wanxing understood and tapped his finger on the coffee table beside him. He said to Ye Fan,
"Young man, although a 500-year-old snake gallbladder is precious, it's unreasonable for you to ask for five billion. Give me some face and give me a reasonable price. Maybe we can bury the hatchet."
Lei Wanxing was still more virtuous. According to the rules of martial arts, he planned to use peaceful means before resorting to force.
"Give you face?" Ye Fan laughed faintly. His eyes glanced at Lei Wanxing as he said softly, "That's right.
"Who do you think you are?"
Lei Wanxing's old face stiffened and anger rose in his heart.
He had been the number one martial artist in Hong Kong for ten years. It had been a long time since someone said such disrespectful words to him.
Wang Haoran heard it and felt that it was normal.
Who was Ye Fan? He was a celestial in his previous life. Who was Lei Wanxing? The number one martial artist in Hong Kong? In the eyes of a celestial, you were not even qualified to carry his shoes.
Why should he give you any face?!
When Ling Tian Zong heard Ye Fan's nonsense, he couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Brat, you dare to be disrespectful to my master? How impudent!"
Ye Fan glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and didn't even bother to talk to him.
"I'll give you one hour to prepare ten billion. Once the time limit is up and you don't receive the money, I'll slaughter everyone in the Feng family."
When Qian Wansan and Qian Baobao heard this, their legs went soft and they almost fell to the ground.
If Grandmaster Ye had said something nice, there would still be room for negotiation. Now that Grandmaster Ye had said something like that, wasn't that tantamount to falling out with the Feng family?
It would be hard for him to not die now.
"Haha, it's been a long time since someone dared to say that to me." Papa Feng was so angry that he laughed.
"The time starts now," Ye Fan said calmly.
"Master Lei, I'll be troubling you with this clown," Papa Feng said to Lei Wanxing.
Lei Wanxing nodded.
He didn't want to bully the weak. He was already being very virtuous, but this Grandmaster Ye was too arrogant.
"Master, from what I see, this brat is just a facade. There's no need to trouble you."
Ling Tianzong was displeased when he was ignored by Ye Fan. Naturally, he wanted to meet him personally. More importantly, he wanted to perform well in front of Feng Anna and gain her favor.
"Be careful," Lei Wanxing didn't object and only reminded him.
"Yes," Ling Tianzong nodded and got up from his seat. He looked at the worried Feng Anna and said,
"Miss Feng, don't worry. I'll make this small fry kneel in less than 30 moves."
Feng Anna's lips curled into a smile as a response.
He hoped that Grandmaster Ye would be so easy to deal with. However, after recalling Wang Haoran's words, he started to worry.
Seeing the beauty smiling, Ling Tianzong was overjoyed. He walked towards Ye Fan and stopped about ten feet away from him. He cupped his fists and said,
"Thousand Elements Martial Institution's top disciple, Ling Tianzong. Nice to meet you!"
Ye Fan acted as if he didn't hear him and didn't even look at him. He glanced at the clock in the hall as if he was calculating how much time the Feng Family had left.
When Ling Tianzong saw Ye Fan's actions, he felt humiliated and was furious. He didn't care about the basic etiquette before the competition anymore.
"Brat, take this!" Ling Tianzong suddenly attacked. He activated his Genuine Qi and rushed towards Ye Fan.
"Noisy."
Ye Fan frowned and waved his hand as if he was shooing away a fly.
In the next moment, Ling Tianzong felt a huge force on his face. His face was distorted and his body was sent flying by the force. He drew a parabola in the air and smashed into the wall of the hall.
He smashed a dent into the wall of the hall.
Other than Ye Fan and Wang Haoran, everyone else was shocked.
Among them, Lei Wanxing was the most emotional.
He was the one who taught Ling Tianzong. He knew how strong Ling Tianzong was.
The youngest Neutralizing Strength Grandmaster in Hong Kong, a rare genius who had the potential to become an Elixir-strength Grandmaster, couldn't even take one hit?!
Lei Wanxing looked at Ye Fan. His originally disdainful gaze immediately turned serious.
Ye Fan was more difficult to deal with than he thought.
On the other hand, one side of Ling Tianzong's face was swollen. Half of his teeth were knocked out and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He was in a sorry state.
Feng Anna saw this and was stunned for a while. Then, she looked at Wang Haoran.
However, Feng Anna didn't give up. There was still a glimmer of hope in her heart.
Ling Tianzong was no match for Ye Fan, but there was still Lei Wanxing.
Father Feng saw the change in the hall and was stunned for a while. He then asked the servants to help Ling Tianzong up and said to Lei Wanxing,
"Master Lei, it seems that you have to do it yourself."
Lei Wanxing nodded. He then stood up and looked at Ye Fan. His eyes were filled with admiration and hostility.
"You're the most outstanding martial artist I've ever seen, but you're too arrogant. Today, I'll teach you that there's always someone better than you."
His eyes flashed with infinite fighting spirit. He reached out and said to the outside of the hall, "This place is small. Please go outside."
"Don't bother." Ye Fan had no intention of leaving his seat. "Take one hit from me. If you can still stand, it won't be too late to go outside."
Lei Wanxing sneered and said,
"Young man, you're afraid that you'll run away if you say that …"
Before he could say the word "tongue", his voice stopped. Lei Wanxing's body drew a parabola in the air and hit the wall precisely, following in Ling Tianzong's footsteps.
Wang Haoran saw this and was slightly surprised.
The Xuantian Celestial Lord was really good at pretending.
However, he was done with his act. It was his turn now.
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