The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 471
Chapter 470 Victory in the Second Battle
"call--"

These three punches were as powerful as a rainbow, fast and ruthless.

Ye Fan rushed to Miyamoto in an instant.

Miyamoto's complexion changed drastically, and he had no time to dodge, so he could only block Ye Fan's fist with both hands.

"boom--"

There was a loud noise, smoke and dust filled the sky, and it was so vigorous that people couldn't help squinting.

No one could see what was going on.

Lu Qing and the others could only hear coughing in the dust.

It took a while for them to see the situation of the battle clearly. When Miyamoto punched Ye Fan forcefully, the ground within ten meters was shattered with the two of them as the center.

Terrifying.

The power of a punch is comparable to the explosion of a cannonball.

Miyamoto was far away from the center of the battle, his feet brought out two gullies on the ground, his mouth was full of blood, his arms were drooping, and he was half kneeling on the ground in a very miserable state.

He was shaking uncontrollably, and his shortness of breath could be heard by the audience.

His arms were broken, his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were severely injured. Miyamoto Dan Mashou didn't even have the strength to struggle, let alone another fight.

And Ye Fan stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, like a god who cannot be offended.

Miyamoto stared at Ye Fan, as vicious as a poisonous snake.

He really couldn't imagine that Ye Fan was vulnerable a week ago, how could he hurt himself now?
What happened this week?

Could it be that Ye Fan has also broken through to the realm?
But even if Ye Fan breaks through, he can't possibly hurt himself. You know, he was in a small state ten years ago, and if he wanted to abuse Ye Fan, he would abuse Ye Fan.

Miyamoto couldn't figure it out, his blood was rushing, and another mouthful of old blood spewed out.

"flutter!"

The whole place was silent.

No one spoke, and even breathing seemed to stop.

Except for Ye Fan, whether it was Lu Qing, Murong Sanqian, or Qianye Yuyi and other spectators, they all watched this extremely shocking scene as if struck by lightning.

Jiro Yamamoto and the others from Yangguo even took off their glasses and rubbed their eyes vigorously. They thought they were dazzled.

Who is Miyamoto?

That's a land master, one of the top ten sword masters. A week ago, he swept the entire Nanling Martial League by himself, and severely injured Ye Fan's master.

But how could they not be shocked that the master who killed the Quartet was defeated by the so-called disabled Ye Fan with one punch?
"Impossible, it's impossible!"

"Gongben is the realm, Ye Fan survived the Xuan realm, how can he win?"

"Did something happen just now..."

After reacting, Lu Qing muttered to himself, unable to believe or accept this scene.

Murong Sanqian and the others were also thirsty, the excitement just now turned bitter, and at the same time they felt their cheeks were extremely hot.

"you lose!"

Ye Fan looked at Miyamoto but Ma Shou smiled: "It's an honor for you to die in such a beautiful place as Mount Wutong."

"why why……"

Miyamoto Tamaru growled: "A week ago, you were vulnerable, why are you stronger than me now?"

"Thank you for that."

Ye Fan said lightly: "In the battle of Nanling Wumeng, you injured me, but you also let me break through."

"Sure enough, you really broke through the realm. At this age, becoming a realm is rare. You are very strong."

Miyamoto Tanmamoru felt a little uncomfortable: "It's just not right..."

"Even if you break through to the realm, your foundation is not stable, so you shouldn't be my opponent."

He stared at Ye Fan: "I'm a minor success."

"I'm sorry, I broke through two levels in a row, and I'm now a great success."

Ye Fan leaned down and whispered in Miyamoto's ear:

"Of course, this situation is not yet stable. It is impossible to easily crush you. Even a tie may have variables. After all, you have too much actual combat experience."

"I can only say that I have the ability to fight with you."

"But as soon as you make a move, I know that you were injured in the last battle."

"Although it is not fatal to the body, a prolonged battle will reduce your strength and speed."

"So I hide my strength, keep dodging to consume your energy, and then I surprise you with a full punch."

Ye Fan stood up straight: "The facts are as I expected, you can't withstand my thunderous blow."

Miyamoto Tamaru's eyelids twitched when he heard the words, and then he was furious: "You are so cunning and shameless."

"What kind of cunning is this? It's just making use of strengths and avoiding weaknesses."

Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "If you want to say shameless, you should also be called."

"Take it as if I don't know. In the last Nanling Martial League battle, apart from saving people, you also had another purpose, which was to kill me."

"It's only when you realize that Dugu Shang and I are too strong, that you have suffered internal injuries, and that we are large and powerful, that you act generously to spare my life for the time being."

"For you, bloodbathing the entire Nanling Martial Arts League is much more glorious and glamorous than bullying me, a rookie, as a famous master like you."

"As for the Wutong Mountain War Letter you wrote earlier, it was just a cover for your bloodbath of the Nanling Martial League."

He directly expressed Miyamoto's thoughts at the time:
"If my guess is correct, after Ling Qianshui died and you found out that I was the president, you wanted to use the Nanling Martial League as a knife."

"Not only do you want to kill me, the president, but you also want to bloodbath the Nanling Martial Arts League...to make an example to others."

Ye Fan smiled calmly: "Isn't it?"

Miyamoto Tamaru's body shook violently, staring fiercely at Ye Fan: "Damn you."

"Unfortunately, you are the one who died now."

Ye Fan took a step forward, raised his right foot, and trampled Miyamoto Tamaru, who was half kneeling on the ground, to the ground.

Jiro Yamamoto was very angry: "Haka!"

Chiba Yui and the others were also filled with grief and indignation. What could be more humiliating than their own idols, who were trampled on the ground by people they hated.

"asshole!"

Lu Qing was also very angry looking at this scene, looking at Miyamoto Tanmashou who was stepped on by Ye Fan.

The side she hoped to win, Miyamoto Danma Shou, was trampled on by Ye Fan like a dog.

But Ye Fan, whom she looked down upon, stepped on Miyamoto as a victor.

This scene is like a dream, shouldn't this scene be reversed?

"This battle should be over."

Ye Fan stepped on Miyamoto Tanmamoru's throat.

"Stop! Stop!"

Before Jiro Yamamoto and the others rushed up to save people, Lu Qing stood up angrily and shouted:

"Ye Fan, stop it!"

"You are too insidious and shameless, you are no match for Mr. Miyamoto."

"Do you dare to say that you can beat Miyamoto-san in a fair and honest manner?"

"You are just relying on evil footwork to avoid the attack, and you will get away with it after exhausting Mr. Miyamoto."

"If Mr. Miyamoto had just made a move, you had fought head-to-head, would you still win now?"

"Certainly not!"

"If you don't play hardball at the beginning, your head will probably be blown out by Mr. Miyamoto now."

"So this game doesn't count."

"Your evasion is despicable and shameless, and I will not allow you to achieve this kind of victory."

She was confident and confident: "You let Mr. Miyamoto go right now, and then apologize to him, I can consider not to pursue you."

Murong Sanqian also snorted: "Ye Fan, let him go, otherwise the consequences will be serious, Miss Lu won't joke with you."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Let people go? Are you out of your mind, or am I out of your mind?"

"Ye Fan, I know you are very happy, and I want this victory to declare that you are great."

Lu Qing looked at Ye Fan plausibly: "But victory doesn't come like this."

"Besides, Mr. Miyamoto is from the Yang Kingdom. We have nothing to do with him. If you kill him, you will hurt the feelings of both parties. Can you bear this responsibility?"

"If you dare to touch Mr. Miyamoto, I won't protect you. I don't care what Mr. Yamamoto and the others are going to do."

"Although you defeated Mr. Miyamoto, that is not your true strength, and I believe that you are now at the end of your battle."

"Mr. Yamamoto, once they make a move, you will definitely die."

She raised her pretty face to warn Ye Fan, and also reminded Jiro Yamamoto.

Jiro Yamamoto tilted his head slightly, and a dozen Miyamoto disciples drew their swords and surrounded Ye Fan.

Seeing this, Miyamoto smiled: "Ye Fan, you are very powerful, but unfortunately, you can't kill me today."

"Wait, I will go back and practice hard for three to five years, and I will definitely come back to seek revenge on you."

"At that time, I will kill all the people around you first, and vent my anger on today's self, hahaha."

With Lu Qing and the others coming forward, Miyamoto believed that even if Ye Fan had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to kill him.

Ye Fan smiled noncommittally, looked at Lu Qing and said:
"Elder Murong even brought the coffin, you told me that the most important thing is affection?"

A bunch of people want him to die, but let him put the overall situation first, Ye Fan finds it ridiculous.

"That's different, you are not comparable to Miyamoto-san."

Lu Qing ignored it: "I'll say it again, and it's the last time, let Mr. Miyamoto go immediately."

"Let people go? Okay, I will let people go."

Ye Fan looked at Lu Qing and smiled faintly, and the next second, he stepped on it.

With a click, Miyamoto's throat snapped, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his vitality was instantly extinguished.

Ye Fan kicked him in front of Lu Qing:
"Give you!"

(End of this chapter)