There was a silence in Hongyao Village. It was not that they had thought that Zhu Pei would lose, but they were hit by a punch, which really surprised them.

They didn't even feel much anger at the cheers from Sancun because they were still in a state of confusion.

"Where is the doctor? Where did the doctor die?" Zhang Yian came to his senses first and roared to the back.

Hongyao Village only realized that it was time to come over to help. Hongyao Village had already expected someone to be injured when it came out, and even brought a doctor from the village.

The doctor ran from the back to the front and checked Zhu Pei. After a while, he looked up and said, "It's nothing serious. It's just some shock injuries. It's just a few things that need to be recuperated in the right arm for several months."

Zhang Yian nodded gently. Every warrior in the village is very precious. It is best not to suffer any losses. He asked someone to carry Zhu Pei away and take him back to the village for good treatment.

Zhang Yian looked at Zhou Fan on the field with a gloomy face. Zhou Fan's arm had returned to its original state, but the thick, strong carbon red arm and right fist just now left a deep impression on him.

Just one punch can beat Zhu Pei like this. The hidden masters in the three villages are even more powerful than he thought.

Zhou Fan waited patiently, but he had no intention of urging him.

"Zhang Cunzheng, let me meet him." Cui Yu's eyes showed a burning fighting spirit.

Even if Zhou Fan defeated Zhu Pei with one punch, Cui Yu was not afraid, but instead had a high fighting spirit.

"Captain Cui, do you have absolute confidence to win?" Zhang Yian whispered.

"This..." Cui Yu hesitated for a moment, "I don't know how strong he is, but if it is only more than 30,000 kilograms, I am still sure. If it is more than 40,000 kilograms, the "Eighteen Iron" I practiced hard may not be able to hold on."

"Then you can't go to the scene now. You are the hope of my Hongyao Village. If you lose, even if we can win him in the third game, it will become a bit dangerous in the fourth and fifth game." Zhang Yian said with a serious face.

"But I won't go, who will go?" Cui Yu frowned.

Zhang Yian glanced at Zhou Fan, "I'll do it. Even if I'm not his opponent, I will try my best to consume him for you. In this way, if you go to the third game, you will have to win the third game and the fourth game. Do you understand?"

Although Cui Yu did not agree with Zhang Yian's actions very much, he knew that it was for the purpose of burning the valley and could not help but do whatever he wanted, so he nodded to agree.

Zhang Yian walked out slowly.

The one who saw Zhang Yian was born, and the faces of the warriors in the three villages changed slightly. They all knew that this person was the head of Hongyao Village.

After seeing Zhou Fan's power, the one sent out in the second game naturally would not be a mediocre player.

"As the same people in the sky, we should not compare weapons, but still compare fists and feet. What do you think?" Zhang Yian smiled at Zhou Fan.

"Yes." Zhou Fan said calmly. In fact, Zhang Yian was just a polite statement. According to the rules, the loser could propose something.

Zhang Yian attacked without breaking out. He was very fast and slapped Zhou Fan with one palm, with a stern palm.

Zhou Fan also did not explode. He punched him, and the fist whirred.

But Zhang Yian suddenly retracted his palm, and then moved his body to avoid Zhou Fan's punch.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, but Zhang Yian slapped his palms again.

Zhou Fan had no time to think too much and punched him away, but Zhang Yian moved his feet slightly again and avoided Zhou Fan's fists.

Zhang Yian's figure had moved to Zhou Fan's left side, and he slapped Zhou Fan's left shoulder with another palm.

Zhou Fan hit his left fist horizontally.

Now Zhang Yian did not avoid it, but instead used his right palm to force Zhou Fan's punch.

The fists and palms intersected, and with a bang, Zhang Yian was hit and took a few steps back. He turned his right hand with a numb expression, his face changed slightly. He had such great strength without an explosion. No wonder Zhu Pei lost so quickly.

Zhou Fan took advantage of Zhang Yian's retreating, then followed and punched out his fists.

But Zhang Yian's thin body was like a willow floating in the wind, avoiding Zhou Fan's fists one by one.

Zhou Fan's eyes showed a look of surprise. This was the first time he had seen such an opponent and did not continue chasing him.

This Zhang Yian is not a speed warrior, but he didn't know where to learn a sophisticated body technique, so he could avoid Zhou Fan's successive attacks.

Zhang Yian took this and moved several positions back and slowly said, "You can't beat me."

"Can you beat me if you jump around like a monkey like this?" Zhou Fan sneered.

Zhang Yian didn't say anything, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He actually attacked Zhou Fan first.

Zhou Fan punched again, and Zhang Yian just waved his body and dodged his palms one after another, and the palm technique he used was empty and real.

Zhou Fan was entangled by Zhang Yian like this.

Zhang Yian already knew very well that he could not beat Zhou Fan, so he had made up his mind to try his best to consume Zhou Fan's physical strength.

Zhou Fan was a little annoyed, and his hands and feet suddenly bulged and swollen, using his own means of explosion.

At the moment when Zhou Fan broke out, Zhang Yian's face changed slightly. He retreated repeatedly and opened a long distance.

Zhou Fan stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body rushed towards Zhang Yian like a phantom, following him like a shadow.

Zhang Yianna was as thin as if the legs of the bamboo pole were also swelling, looking like two round woods. His speed soared, and he was distanced from Zhou Fan again.

The two chased each other and actually started a chase game in the lawn.

Everyone in the Sancun looked at each other in a glance.

The people in Hongyao Village had a calm expression. Zhang Yian was the most difficult warrior to kill in Hongyao Village. Because he was talented, he was able to practice a special footwork.

Zhang Yian's purpose is to consume the physical strength of Zhou Fan, a difficult opponent, for Hongyao Village.

Zhou Fan chased after more than ten moments, and then he stopped.

Even if Zhou Fan was sure that with the Nine Furnace Burning Power, his explosion would last longer than Zhang Yian. If he continued to chase, he would definitely catch up with Zhang Yian, but he was unwilling to do so.

Zhou Fan's hands and feet began to shrink and returned to their original state. He wanted to have a knife in his hand, so Zhang Yian would definitely not be able to avoid his fast knife, but he could not use the fast knife, so he could only think of another way.

After all, his fists are not as easy as the knife, and they are not as fast as the knife. Even a hand knife is not a real knife.

Seeing that Zhou Fan did not chase after him, Zhang Yian showed a sinister smile, his feet also contracted, and returned to his original state.

If he just stood like this, of course he would not be able to achieve Zhang Yian's goal. He approached Zhou Fan vigilantly and slapped his palms. He wanted to force Zhou Fan to punch and consume Zhou Fan's physical strength.

When Zhou Fan saw Zhang Yian slap him, he punched him with both fists. Zhang Yian's body shook and easily avoided Zhou Fan's fist.

But this time it was different. When Zhou Fan saw Zhang Yian avoiding it, he did not look strange, but instead swung his fists one after another, and the fists force stirred up gusts of wind, like a storm.

His idea is very simple. If the fist is not fast enough, then use the number to make up!

The other party can avoid him with one punch or two punches, but what about ten punches or even one hundred punches?
Chapter completed!