I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

When the man saw Tong Lin name himself, the corners of his mouth could not help but raised slightly, and he walked towards the talent stage.

"You can't do it!" Zhou Fan shook his head as he looked at this person.

"Haha...boy, what do you want?" After hearing Zhou Fan's words, Tong Lin's face became more gloomy, "If you don't want to watch, you can get out of here, and talk nonsense here, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"You're welcome?" Zhou Fan chuckled and shook his head. "I didn't want to be nosy, but you really hate it. You actually use such a clumsy method to deceive everyone and don't teach you a lesson. , I don’t know how many people will be fooled by you!"

Zhou Fan said as he walked to the talent stage.

"What do you want to do?" Tong Lin looked at Zhou Fan warily.

"I also want to try, how heavy this slab is." Zhou Fan smiled.

"Boy, don't be shameless, get out if you are sensible, otherwise, I will let you know what the cost of offending me is!" Tong Lin's eyes were cold, with unstoppable anger bursting out.

"Then I really want to know." Zhou Fan shook his head non-committal, and rushed towards Tong Lin as he stepped on his feet.

"Looking for death!" A murderous intent flashed across Tong Lin's eyes, his five fingers clasped, and a punch at Zhou Fan!

With this punch, he did not show any mercy. Zhou Fan repeatedly troubled him. He had long wanted to teach him a lesson. Now that he stepped onto the stage himself, he gave him a chance!

"This kid really doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he dares to challenge Master Tong Lin. Doesn't he know that Master Tong Lin is a 75 kg fighter?"

"Hehe...You are young, young and energetic, I don't know what it means to have mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. You don't know how to converge without touching your nose.

"A gray nose, I think it's a broken bone. This guy has offended Master Tong Lin, and hasn't been beaten to death?" Someone sneered.

Seeing this scene, Wen Ting's heart was squeezed. She knew Zhou Fan was good at it, but seeing Tong Lin's five big and thick appearances made people feel frustrated. Is he really Tong Lin's opponent?

"Brother Fan, you don't have anything to do." Wen Ting can only pray inwardly, hoping that Zhou Fan will be fine.

boom!

Zhou Fan's fist, and Tong Lin's fist, slammed together, making a low muffled sound.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, a miserable voice rang, making everyone's heart beat.

Because they saw that the moment the two of them touched their fists, Tong Lin's fists couldn't help but retract quickly. This was a conditioned reflex produced when the palms touched the irresistible force.

Moreover, Tong Lin's face was distorted and painful, and his arms were trembling constantly. He wanted to come and suffered serious injuries in the previous confrontation with Zhou Fan.

"How is it possible, how could this kid have such a powerful force, even Master Tong Lin is not an opponent!" Someone took a deep breath and said with a shocking expression.

"Master Tong Lin kicked the iron plate!" The distracted look was solemn. Although Zhou Fan looked only in his twenties, and his body was not a heavyweight compared to Tong Lin, he did defeat Tong Lin with one punch.

In full view, this cannot be done at all.

"Brother Fan is fine, great." Wen Ting patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

On the stage, Zhou Fan's expression was extremely calm, and he was not satisfied with defeating Tong Lin.

He practiced the powerful Niu Moquan, although it was only the first weight, but the strength of a punch was also a thousand catties, and it was not too easy to deal with Tong Lin.

He lifted his feet and walked slowly towards Tong Lin.

"You...what do you want to do?" Seeing Zhou Fan walking towards him, Tong Lin was shocked and his body slowly backed away.

After this punch, he knew that Zhou Fan was not an ordinary person, and he was not his opponent at all.

"What are you doing? Naturally, I want to expose your lie." Zhou Fan smiled, without a chance for Tong Lin's reaction, but went straight to the stone slab.

He reached out his palm, and lifted the "slate" weighing about 500 jin with one hand!

How can you lift a 500-jin stone slab with one hand?

Zhou Fan and Tong Lin, who is the master?

"This guy is just a monster!" someone murmured.

"What monster, didn't he say it? This slate is made of foam, fragile!"

"It turns out that we have been deceived by Tong Lin, this guy is a big liar!"

At this time, everyone looked at Tong Lin again, full of anger. They spent a lot of money to watch Tong Lin perform martial arts. They didn't expect this guy to use bubbles to fool them. Do you really think they are all fools ?

"This is not true. You should have witnessed how powerful he is. It is not impossible to lift this slate!" Tong Lin's face changed drastically, and he defended.

If this information is spread, he will inevitably be ruined, and there will be fewer and fewer people asking him to participate in the show, and even his own income will be quite tight.

"Young man, you have a large number of adults, please spare me this time." Tong Lin begged.

Now he can only pray to Zhou Fan to let him go this time, otherwise, if he is ruined, he will really be unable to recover.

"Heaven does evil, you can still violate it, do it yourself, don't live!" Facing Tong Lin's prayer, Zhou Fan remained unmoved.

In the palm of his palm, the energy bloomed, and the stone slab bombarded to pieces and turned into flying debris.

"Damn, it's really made of bubbles, Tong Lin, you guys are too bad!"

"Tong Lin, hurry up and get out of it. You are the only one who dare to come to the talent stage. I will spare you this time. I will see you once and beat you once!"

"Get down, get down!"

Everyone glared. They were not stupid, and in the face of the facts, Tong Lin couldn't help but deny them.

Tong Lin's face was ashamed. He knew that he was dead. From today on, he was ruined and he would never find such an easy money-making job.

He looked at Zhou Fan with a bitter expression because it was because of him. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have fallen to where he is today.

However, he didn't dare to do it. Zhou Fan's ability to smash his arm with one punch was enough to show how strong Zhou Fan was. Even if he did it again, it was nothing but moths fighting the fire.

But just let him go, he was not reconciled!

"Boy, the day will be long, let’s take a look, we have offended my Tong Lin, and I will cramp you, so that you can die without a place to bury!" Tong Lin’s eyes burned with anger, and he wanted Zhou Fan to be stupid today. Pay the price!

Zhou Fan didn't know what Tong Lin thought in his heart. He stepped off the stage, pulled Wen Ting and left here.