Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 252 Ye Fan's First Black Fist
The two siblings, Song and Liu, grew up day by day, and Ye Fan became sensible, but he still couldn't forget the scene of Song Hua punching the sandbag.

The sandbag weighed at least 300 kilograms, but it was punched through, which left a great psychological shock in Ye Fan's childhood.

And even if Song Liu had a fight with someone at school, when the parents were called, Song Hua's height of nearly two meters shocked everyone.

One day, Ye Fan was beaten so badly in the kindergarten that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He didn't dare to go home, so he had to go to Song Hua.

In the yard, Ye Fan covered his bruised and swollen face, stood in front of Song Hua at a loss, and whispered, "Uncle Song, I want to practice boxing with you."

Song Hua was taken aback for a moment, and Ye Fan knew that he was watching him practice boxing, but Ye Fan also wanted to practice boxing, which was a bit fun.

He stood up, Ye Fan, who was less than one meter tall, was trembling slightly, the huge shadow covered his body, his head was held down by a big hand, as if he was going to be crushed at any time.

"Little Yezi, why do you want to practice boxing?" Song Huaweng said in a low voice. He was wearing a white T-shirt, black trousers, and flip-flops.

He had already imagined the scene where Ye Fan turned into a strong man like Pang Bo. Originally, Ye Fan was handsome, but it was because of his boxing that he developed muscles.
"Because... I want to be like Uncle Song, punching through the sandbag with one punch, shocking everyone, so that people will never dare to bully me again." Ye Fan waved his immature fists, and the bruises on his face were still clearly visible.

He also discovered that his physique was different from ordinary people, and he was even more terrifying and powerful than his peers. If it wasn't for being surrounded and beaten in kindergarten, no one could beat him.

"By the way, Uncle Song, are you the underground black boxing king on TV?" Ye Fan looked at Song Hua expectantly.

But Song Hua just shook his head and said, "Just them mortals?"

Ye Fan wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Song Hua, saying: "Okay, if you want to practice boxing, come every day after school."

"Oh..." Ye Fan carried a pink schoolbag and walked faster and faster. When he walked out of the gate, he was so happy that he was about to jump up.

In the following time, Song Hua taught Ye Fan how to box, and at the same time beat Ye Fan with seven wolves, which made Ye Fan howl.

In the courtyard, Song Liu just watched Ye Fan practice boxing calmly, because no matter how hard he practiced, he couldn't beat him.

His physique is also the same as Ye Fan's. Among his peers, no one can match his strength and reaction.

But he still likes to study ancient books.

Pangbo, who was watching from the sidelines, was also excited, and joined the training, outputting a meal to the sandbag.

Bang bang bang.
In the yard, there are several poles of bamboo, with sandbags hanging from them, and a bayonet placed underneath. A green bamboo is placed on top of the bayonet, which is used to exercise balance.

As for Song Ling, she was in the room, lying in Willow's arms, watching the old TV quietly.

In the era of a few years ago, it was not as prosperous as later generations. On the street, even a bowl of noodles cost [-] cents.

The TV is also the kind of pot cover.

Song Liu was lying under a peach tree, holding a history book in his hand, reading it with relish, and said to himself: "Brother Zheng has opened the era of great unification, so how many treasures should there be in his grave?"

"And the book mentioned many times that there were Qi refiners in the pre-Qin period. Is it true that there were supernatural powers in ancient times? If so, if I dig their graves, can I also get their supernatural power?"

He didn't understand why, he was interested in this kind of thing from birth, he sneaked a glance at his father, and found that he was still serious about Ye Fan's boxing.

Song Liu secretly vowed in her heart that when she grows up, she must visit the footsteps of her predecessors.

As time went by, the little kids grew up day by day, and Pangbo moved away, but he often came to play.

After Ye Fan entered junior high school, Song Hua took Ye Fan to fight black boxing.

It can be said that his childhood was very happy, with the hospitality of the seven wolves and the cruel training, but more because after the training, he could eat ice cubes and watch TV at Song Hua's house.

Toys that other people's homes don't have, and toys that other homes don't have, are here.

In the underground boxing arena, Ye Fan is now 15 years old, and his height has reached more than 1.6 meters, with a slender body.

He was wearing shorts, and ran into the iron cage with his upper body bare. His body was full of muscles, as far as one could see.

His skin was bronze-colored, full of violence. His six-pack abs were like marble. With a light grip, his arms burst out like horned dragon-like veins.

This is the first time he has come to the underground boxing ring.

This is a huge arena, and the arena is still stained with blood. There is an iron cage on the arena, as if a prisoner is being imprisoned.

Outside the arena, there are steps, and the steps are full of people, those people are either rich or expensive, all of them are holding their partners and gambling.

When everyone saw Ye Fan on stage, they couldn't believe it. Some ridiculed, while others admired Ye Fan's muscles.

When Ye Fan entered the ring, he was facing a two-meter-high giant, 1.6 meters high. Against a two-meter-high giant, there was no chance of winning at all.

But Ye Fan was extremely calm, because the giant opposite was not as scary as Uncle Song, nor did he feel oppressive like Uncle Song.

"Dangdang"

The referee rang the bell and announced the start.

The two-meter tall giant on the opposite side stretched out its big hand, ran towards Ye Fan, and grabbed it.

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, his whole body was like a leopard ready to go, his body was slightly bent, and the muscles of his whole body were bulging visible to the naked eye.

"Okay, we can see that Invincible Iron Fist looks like a leopard. He may have to defend, but the Asura Killer on the opposite side is a veritable killer king. Can this young man withstand two punches?"

Not far away, there is still an explanation.

Song Hua took his son to watch Ye Fan's battle, and Song Liu was also eager to try.

"Attacked, Shura's huge hand can smash Invincible Iron Fist's head with one punch, oh my god, Invincible Iron Fist dodged it, he wants to fight back!"

Ye Fan signed up with the title of Invincible Iron Fist. He was only 15 years old, so it was impossible for him to think that this title would be embarrassing in the future.

I saw him turn sideways, dodge the huge fist, gather strength with his right hand, and smash it towards the giant's waist, his blood was shaking.

"boom!"

The two-meter-tall giant backed away in an instant, with a look of extreme pain on his face, and blood even overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan's small body could push him back in an instant, and he even felt his internal organs vibrating.

"Okay, Invincible Iron Fist used the first punch in the universe and sent Shura flying to the business KTV in Southeast Asia!"

The narrator's narration was outrageous, which made everyone laugh out loud, because this is what makes the narrator interesting, and often a tie A can make them go to the sky.

"Asura counterattacked. He was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain. He used one hand of the Siberian tiger to pinch and explode the little star, trying to grab the invincible iron fist!"

"Not good, his attack was dodged again, Invincible Iron Fist used the Whirlwind Supreme Spinning Top kick, but unfortunately, this kick did not hit Shura, Shura may have been knocked back several light years by the storm of the attack. "

"Invincible Iron Fist looks very immature. Although he looks like a kid in junior high school, the strength in his body cannot be underestimated. In a fight without rules, can he save his life?"

Everyone was listening quietly, only the narrator was chattering, as if there was no time to run out of words.

Song Liu was dumbfounded, the tomb robbery book in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, and he stammered, "I, Nima, can I still explain it like this?"

What Ye Fan smashed a battleship in the South Pacific with one punch, and what invincible iron fist flew Shura into the Pillar of Creation.

After more than 20 minutes, Ye Fan avoided the slow-moving opponent, walked around to the opponent's side in an instant, raised his huge fist, and shouted in his mouth: "This punch contains 15 years of skill, what do you use?" block?!"

"boom!"

When the fist hit the waist of the two-meter-tall man, the pupils of the man instantly dilated, and finally fell to the ground, spitting out a lot of blood, a crack opened at the corner of his eye, and blood came out secretly.

"Okay, Invincible Iron Fist used the final blow and successfully sent Shura to the eighteen cities of hell!"

"I declare that Invincible Iron Fist wins!"

"Perhaps his strength is just like his name. His fists are welded with steel bars, so it hurts to hit people."

The narrator did not forget to tease him a bit.

After the end, Song Hua went to pick up Ye Fan, because many people liked Ye Fan's talent and wanted him to be a thug, but when they saw that Song Hua was more fierce than Shura, they gave up this idea.

Day by day, Ye Fan studied during the day, practiced boxing at noon, and went to fight black boxing at night. His combat experience and physical fitness continued to increase.

(End of this chapter)