"What? He's actually dodged it again?"
Xu Feng-Liang's expression immediately grew grim as he watched Ye Fan dodge Hua Ying-Long's attacks time and again.
His disdain for Ye Fan earlier had faded quite a bit now.
"Since he could declare himself as a king in Jiangdong, I suppose this young fellow does have what it takes. But so what? This level of capability is still not enough for my niece, and most certainly not worthy of the great Xu family!"
If Ye Fan had shown him respect and begged him earlier, Xu Feng-Liang might have considered letting Ye Fan live.
At most, he could allow Ye Fan to continue seeing Xu Lei in secret.
Empress Wu Zetian had a male harem back in the day too. Once Xu Lei reached a high position and truly became the queen of Yanjing, there was nothing wrong with her having a few lovers.
But unfortunately, Ye Fan had offended him first!
His arrogance and complacency made Xu Feng-Liang dislike Ye Fan very much.
Even if Ye Fan died at Hua Ying-Long's hands, he wouldn't care at all.
"Grandpa, is this what you mean by the hope of Yanjing's martial arts? He doesn't seem impressive at all and he's losing to Hua Ying-Long. He only knows how to avoid the attacks and can't fight back at all. If I went out there, I'd definitely perform better than him!” said Lu Wan-Er as she shook her head. Her voice had some disdain and indignation in it.
After all, her grandfather hardly complimented her.
Her grandfather had given such high praise for someone else, so it was only natural for Lu Wan-Er to feel upset about it.
The old general wasn't bothered and continued to watch carefully as he replied quietly, "Wan-Er, you are gifted, but your knowledge is still shallow. Do you think that young man really can't fight back? He just doesn't want to. It's just like how a swordsman looked ordinary when he doesn't pull out his sword. But once he does..." the old man paused for a while. "... he will turn the world upside down!"
What?
Lu Wan-Er trembled at these words.
BOOM!
Another punch was delivered at the same time.
Ye Fan shifted to the left and dodged the punch easily.
"You little punk! Why are you dodging? If you're so skilled, make a move and fight with me properly! Come on! Shrinking and dodging doesn't count!"
It was nearly 100 moves now.
Hua Ying-Long had already delivered about 100 moves since he gave that first kick.
But this Ye Fan was like a loach in the pond.
It swam easily in between the plants and none of it would get on its body!
He hadn't been able to injure Ye Fan the slightest bit since they started the fight.
"You really want me to make a move? If I do, then I'm afraid you'd never be able to use your seven-step continuous strike again. Although to be honest, I'm really interested in experience this Japanese move for myself. I want to see how powerful is that technique that could actually injure Tong Shan." Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back as his faint laughter filled the air.
Hua Ying-Long's expression froze for a while. "Tong Shan? You mean the silly big guy?"
Hua Ying-Long burst out laughing immediately.
"I was still wondering why a young fellow from Jiangdong didn't just stay put in your territory but came running all the way to Yanjing to die. So you're here to take revenge for that big guy. Sure! Since you want to experience it, I'll grant you this wish!”
WOONG...
Ye Fan could hear a low buzzing sound in the air.
Everyone watched as a short dagger quietly slid out from Hua Ying-Long's sleeve.
The bright white blade reflected the bright sun and gave off a cold gleam!
"That...that's a hidden sword in his sleeve! How dare this bastard use a weapon? Xu Feng-Liang, you're going against the rules! This is going against the policy of using only martial arts!" shouted Xue Ren-Yang angrily at Xu Feng-Liang as he sat up in shock.
The fighting match of Yanjing only allowed fists and legs. Knives and swords were out of the question.
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