"I...I haven't lost yet."

"I, Mo Wuya, haven't... lost yet~"

A hoarse voice, like the sound of crushing gravel, came from the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Wuya, covered in blood, staggered and stood up again.

The blood-stained eyes shone with unwillingness and resentment.

He looked at Ye Fan as if he were crazy, and let out an unyielding growl.

Then, he actually raised his legs and attacked Mark again.

"Go to hell~"

Bang~

As soon as Mo Wuya finished speaking, Ye Fan kicked him out.

In his heyday, Mo Wuya was not Ye Fan's enemy with just one move, let alone now?

So, I just heard a bang.

Mo Wuya was kicked into the ruins by Ye Fan again.

However, Mo Wuya still didn't give up.

He gritted his teeth and climbed out again.

"I, Mo Wuya, am a member of the Queen of Boxing, how could I fail?"

"I am undefeated, yes... undefeated~"

Mo Wuya seemed to be going crazy and kept shouting.

Until now, he still couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated by Mark.

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Wuya had a smooth life and almost never encountered any setbacks.

Especially, after he stepped into the master realm, his heart was extremely expanded.

He has always believed that in the Chinese martial arts world, except for the strong men from the six pillar countries, no one would be his opponent.

Therefore, except for the Six Pillar Kingdom, Mo Wuya never cared about anyone.

But now, he was defeated at the hands of an unknown person.

Moreover, it was a complete failure.

That feeling was as if the pride in my heart for decades had been shattered.

One can imagine how frustrated and lost Mo Wuya's heart was.

In this regard, Ye Fan had no mercy.

His indifferent gaze fell forward like this.

There, Mo Wuya, who was covered in blood, staggered and walked over again, still trying to attack Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan saw this, he shook his head.

"Only by going through the ordeal of hell can you develop the power to create heaven."

"Fortunately, you are still the son of the King of Fighters, but you don't even have the courage to face failure. How can you become the master of the Martial Arts Temple? Take charge of the Chinese martial arts?"

"If you only have this kind of character, your martial arts journey will come to an end."

In the midst of his anger, Ye Fan suddenly drank.

The air waves exploded, sending up wind and sand all over the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's raging words echoed for a long time.

"You should have died if you had offended me before and insulted me."

"However, I remember that you and I are both descendants of Yan and Huang, descendants of China."

"For the sake of our fellow ancestors, I will spare your life for the time being!"

"However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be eliminated."

"Now I will cripple your arms and cut off your limbs so that you will remember them for the rest of your life."

"I, Chu Tianfan, cannot be insulted!"

Boom~

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Fan kicked twice, both of which hit Mo Wuya's legs and knees.

"Ah~"

Amidst the shrill screams, Mo Wuya's legs were broken, soaked in blood, and his whole body fell to the ground helplessly.

After the King of Fighters, the prince of Chinese martial arts was beaten into a cripple by Ye Fan.

However, who can blame this?

After all, it was only he who was to blame.

Originally, today was a grudge between Ye Fan and the Sword God Palace and had nothing to do with Mo Wuya.

But Mo Wuya wanted to curry favor with the Sword God Palace so that the Sword God would agree to betroth Liang Gong Yingyue to him, so he took the initiative to fight. He also threatened to kill Ye Fan to do justice for heaven and clean up the door for Chinese martial arts.

But in the end, his skills were inferior to those of others and he was defeated by Ye Fan!
Chapter completed!