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Chapter 89 So Fast ([-]rd watch, please recommend)
"Rubbish?"

Ye Xuan smiled playfully, turned around, half-closed his eyes, and looked at the speaker coldly.

That life's sword eyebrows and star eyes, a pair of horizontal blade-like eyebrows, as if drawn with a pencil, are thick and dense, very thick and black.

That face, viewed from the side, had sharp edges and corners, as if it had been cut by a knife, and looked very handsome.

Short flat hair, very energetic, gives people a feeling of vitality.

The man walked through the crowd and walked straight to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan smiled, the light in his eyes gradually deepened, he stared at the man closely, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you weren't farting just now?"

"Ha ha."

The man smiled lightly.

Suddenly, his complexion changed suddenly, and the smile disappeared, replaced by extremely cold.

Suddenly, a punch hit Ye Xuan's face.

"This punch is fine."

Ye Xuan sneered, turned slightly sideways, the fist brushed past the tip of his nose.

Just that wiping gave Ye Xuan the feeling of being grazed by a bullet, and a streak of blood came out from the tip of Ye Xuan's nose.

"Jian San is here."

Seeing the young man, someone exclaimed.

"You mean, the person who came to the martial arts gym with Li Shao?"

Someone who had never seen Jian San hurriedly asked.

"Well, it's that Jiansan. No.3 in the International Martial Arts League. It's very strong, far stronger than us low-level martial arts practitioners."

someone explained.

Brother Sen, who was defeated by Ye Xuan's finger, also showed shame when he saw this young man, and quickly lowered his head.

Ye Xuan could hear it clearly.

This young man turned out to be No.3 in the International Martial Arts League.

Ye Xuan nodded thoughtfully.

After thinking for a long time, I still haven't figured out what kind of shit the International Martial Arts League is.

Ye Xuan snorted coldly with disdain, and said with a smile: "So, do you know where Li Beinan is?"

"There are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky. With your means, I'm afraid you don't even have the ability to lift Shao Li's shoes." Jian San sneered a few times, retracted his fist, and said with contempt for Ye Xuan.

"Forehead……"

Ye Xuan was quite speechless, and said helplessly: "Could it be that you, Young Master Li, don't even know how to put on shoes? You have to ask someone else to put them on for him."

"..."

Jian San was stunned for a moment, his face turned cold, knowing that Ye Xuan was playing tricks on him.

Just looking for death!
Ye Xuan didn't feel much about Jian San's imposing manner.

Just relying on this kind of momentum, it is indeed enough to overwhelm the elementary school students.

"die."

Jian San condensed his face, expressionless, and said harshly.

Suddenly, he moved.

At that moment, behind him, countless phantoms seemed to appear.

To this, Ye Xuan showed a smile.

This kind of high-speed movement to create phantoms is simply a trick he used badly, and someone would actually use it to deal with him.

Nima!

Isn't this just lighting a lantern in the toilet, being idle and having nothing to do, looking for death (shit)!
Jiansan, Li Beinan's personal bodyguard, won No.3 in the International Martial Arts League, and is extremely powerful.

He is not a cultivator, but a stranger who improves his strength by taking potions and achieves effects beyond ordinary people.

Even though he was just a foreigner, there were many practitioners who were defeated by him.

This is due to the high speed of Jiansan.

So fast that you can even dodge, at close range, the burst of bullets.

It was so fast that he could even keep up with Ye Xuan's normal life, walking at a brisk pace.

Just like this time.

Jiansan, as always, showed a very confident speed in the battle.

He moved at high speed, his eyes fell on Ye Xuan, his eyes were cold, staring at Ye Xuan fiercely.

Ye Xuan showed surprise and stood there, motionless.

Seeing this, Jian San couldn't help smiling.

He knew in his heart that this guy must have been frightened by his speed.

"Damn it, Jian San is indeed Li Shao's bodyguard, his speed is really fast."

In the martial arts hall, someone exclaimed.

The speed that Jian San took out was so fast that phantoms appeared.

This is the pinnacle of speed!
Some people were so surprised that they could not close their mouths from ear to ear, and said in shock: "It's no wonder Jiansan can win the third place in the International Martial Arts League. The speed is too fast, it's against the sky."

"Jian San is abnormally fast. This idiot dares to challenge Jian San. He really wants to kill himself."

Someone glanced at Ye Xuan coldly, gave a disdainful "Yeah" and said mockingly.

"That's right. At this speed, even if this guy is very powerful, it's hard to use it." Someone analyzed.

Even Brother Sen, who was defeated by Ye Xuan, was shocked.

He was surprised by Jian San's speed, and said in a low voice: "Jian San's speed is too fast, this guy will definitely lose. No, he should definitely die."

"A bunch of idiots."

Ye Xuan listened to all directions, and sneered at those comments.

A group of laymen, do you know what fighting is?
He has been waiting for Jian San to make a move.

"In the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be broken is speed. This guy is almost scared to death by my speed."

Jian San sneered and looked at Ye Xuan with disdain.

He was very satisfied with Ye Xuan's dumbfounded, dumbfounded expression.

Suddenly, he made a move.

Because just now, Ye Xuan scratched his head, revealing a flaw.

How dare you scratch your head in a duel between experts?
Just don't know how to live or die.

But how could Jiansan know.

The reason why Ye Xuan scratched his head was not because it was itchy.

Instead, he was confused by his stupid bi who only knows how to move fast and show off his speed, but doesn't know how to attack quickly.

Nima!

If you fight, you just fight, just showing off your speed, is there a trick?
This is what Ye Xuan said in his heart.

Ye Xuan scratched his head, feeling depressed, why didn't this idiot Jiansan attack yet.

But before he could figure it out, Jian San's speed was increased to the extreme, his strength was exerted to the limit, and he rushed towards him at a speed that was almost flashing.

Jian San finally attacked.

This almost moved Ye Xuan to tears.

Therefore, Ye Xuan quickly raised his right leg and made a gesture of whipping his legs high.

Jian San is very fast, but compared to Ye Xuan, it is not worth mentioning.

When Jian San rushed in front of Ye Xuan, before he had time to make a move, Ye Xuan hit him with a high whip and a shoe print, which directly covered the ground.

Like stepping on an ant, Ye Xuan kicked Jian San under his feet.

Jian San didn't even react.

When he reacted, he felt a burning pain on his face.

Like being slapped.

But how did he know that the pain in his face was not caused by a slap, but by Ye Xuan's kick.

A front tooth, broken in the middle, left his mouth full of blood.

It's so fucking miserable!
"Jian San, I have to say, your speed is really fast, you should be able to keep up with my usual jogging speed."

Ye Xuan looked at Jian San very seriously, and said very seriously.

Obviously, that sincere attitude shows that he is not lying.

Rather, Jian San's moving speed is indeed similar to his jogging speed.

Jian San was extremely angry, his face was livid.

The speed he relies on the most, in the eyes of others, is actually just the speed of jogging.

He was very unconvinced.

But now, he was trampled under his feet, unable to move at all.

This is enough to explain everything!
"You want to find me?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind the crowd.

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(End of this chapter)