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C334 Strong We're on the Table



C334 Strong We're on the Table

Anyang didn't say it immediately.    

    

Instead, she looked at the people around her.    

    

Ye Fan smiled.    

    

He expressed his understanding.    

    

As a secret organization, it was true that the Martial Association couldn't let ordinary people know about it.    

    

Moreover, if they knew about it, it might bring them more trouble.    

    

He didn't want his sister and friends to bring him such an undeserved disaster.    

    

"Xuanxuan, Chang Hong, you guys go out first."    

    

"Okay, you guys take your time to chat!"    

    

Only two people were left.    

    

Anyang's lips twitched. "Ye Fan, I did not expect you to change so much after so many years."    

    

"You did not say this once or twice."    

    

"But I still couldn't help being surprised! How did you do it?"    

    

"From a scumbag to an entrepreneur with a net worth of hundreds of millions."    

    

Ye Fan smiled. "Of course it depends on hard work and strength. Do you think success will fall from the sky?"    

    

It was indeed not possible for others.    

    

But to Ye Fan, success really fell from the sky.    

    

If it wasn't for the Demon Realm Group.    

    

How could he have today's glory?    

    

But Anyang didn't know.    

    

She even nodded in agreement.    

    

"It seems that you have been suffering a lot in the past few years, especially in terms of martial arts."    

    

"What martial arts?" Ye Fan pretended not to know.    

    

Anyang smiled. "Don't try to deny it. We saw you breaking the steel plate of the safe house with your bare hands that day."    

    

"Alright then."    

    

"If that's the case, then I will lay my cards on the table. Actually, I am an expert. Even your teacher Sun Shiyin is not my match."    

    

"Really?"    

    

This was something she did not expect.    

    

Sun Shiyin was the legendary Manifestation Realm expert.    

    

Ye Fan was so young... How could it be...    

    

If he joined the Martial Association, what would happen to the rest of his peers?    

    

They would probably all be killed in an instant.    

    

"If it's fake, do you want to practice?"    

    

Ye Fan was just joking.    

    

He did not expect Anyang to be serious.    

    

"Alright, let's not fight. Let's just compare our spiritual energy. How about it?"    

    

Immediately, Anyang struck out with her palm.    

    

With the sound of breaking through the air, it was as if it could split mountains and shatter rocks.    

    

But even with such a powerful force, when it arrived in front of Ye Fan, it vanished like smoke and turned into nothingness.    

    

"You... are so strong? You don't even need to defend yourself?"    

    

"Of course I don't need to block. It's raining."    

    

Anyang pouted and felt wronged.    

    

Ye Fan was stunned.    

    

He was strong, but he still forced himself to make a mistake?    

    

He quickly stood up and distanced himself from Anyang.    

    

"What's wrong with you? Don't infect me."    

    

"You're the one with the problem. I'm just a little angry."    

    

"When I was in school, I was good at everything. Why did you become a bookworm after a few years and still be so strong?"    

    

"I feel that even if I chase after you desperately, I won't be able to catch up to you."    

    

Ye Fan suddenly understood.    

    

So that's how it is.    

    

She felt a sense of loss and helplessness.    

    

When she encountered an insurmountable mountain, what she thought was not to continue chasing, but to give up on herself.    

    

The key was Ye Fan.    

    

He was too outstanding at this moment.    

    

Like a bomb, Anyang's confidence was completely shattered.    

    

Ye Fan sighed.    

    

His eyes looked up to the sky. That was the purity that belonged to him, 45 years old.    

    

"Anyang, have you ever seen the Jiang City at three o'clock in the morning?"    

    

"What do you mean?" Anyang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked curiously.    

    

"Back then, in order to cultivate diligently, I trained in the winter three nine, and in the summer three volts."    

    

"I woke up earlier than chickens and slept later than chickens."    

    

"The hardships and hard work I've put in, you'll never be able to imagine it in your entire life."    

    

"Success is not a coincidence, there is also the blood and tears behind you."    

    

At this moment.    

    

Anyang was touched by such sincere words.    

    

The world of flowers was fascinating.    

    

It seems like I have never worked so hard like Ye Fan.    

    

Perhaps this is the reason why I am not as good as him.    

    

Suddenly, Anyang picked up the flames of war.    

    

"Ye Fan, thank you for your encouragement. From now on, I will work even harder to cultivate, and I will share everything with you."    

    

"No problem, no problem."    

    

Ye Fan wiped the sweat off his forehead.    

    

He praised his acting skills in his heart.    

    

Life is like a play.    

    

If not for my superb acting skills, I might have completely destroyed a girl's confidence.    

    

The feeling of saving someone is really not bad.    

    

"En, Ye Fan, I'm now formally inviting you. I hope that you can go to Martial Association and train new people."    

    

Ye Fan was indeed a scum.    

    

He even played office romance.    

    

However, his strength could not be denied.    

    

It was their honor to have Sun Shiyin, let alone someone as strong as Ye Fan.    

    

On the path of martial arts.    

    

It was not like teaching and educating people. The older they were, the more popular they would be.    

    

This food was meant to eat talent.    

    

The higher the talent, the more things you comprehend.    

    

And the more things one can teach, the more things one can learn.    

    

She believed that Ye Fan would do it.    

    

Her classmates' strength could still rise to a whole new level.    

    

"Not going, it's boring."    

    

Ye Fan just had a few days of peace and quiet.    

    

He did not want to delay his rest because of unnecessary things.    

    

"Don't, go."    

    

"If you agree, I can ask my teacher to let you join the Martial Association." Anyang threw out an olive branch.    

    

But she did not expect Ye Fan to be even more decisive.    

    

What a joke.    

    

What was so good about joining them?    

    

If there's nothing else, I still need to help carry out the mission.    

    

Did he lack that bit of salary?    

    

He didn't even have a door to hire such a high level worker like me for free.    

    

"I won't go, I won't go even if I'm beaten to death."    

    

Anyang was a little anxious and helpless.    

    

As the former campus belle, she was always surrounded by all kinds of licking dogs.    

    

Almost everywhere.    

    

She even raised her arms and shouted loudly, an existence that responded to all calls.    

    

And now, she had been rejected so thoroughly.    

    

She really didn't know how to suck up to Ye Fan and get him to agree.    

    

"Wait for me for a while. I'll see if I can get more benefits for you."    

    

She saw that she was anxious.    

    

Ye Fan felt really good in his heart.    

    

Hmph, I'll make you feel cold and aloof back then.    

    

Aren't you asking me to do it now?    

    

There's a good saying, if you ignore me today, you won't be able to reach me tomorrow.    

    

This was a typical newspaper report in the Modern Realm.    

    

Of course, Ye Fan had thought about it just now.    

    

It was also good to enter the Martial Association.    

    

At least he had more time to find Wang Sicong.    

    

He didn't need to be as clueless as last time.    

    

After a while.    

    

Anyang was much more confident when she came back.    

    

She just asked Sun Shiyin for instructions.    

    

She said that she could give Ye Fan a special identity, allowing him to enter and exit the Martial Association at will and receive the protection of the association.    

    

Furthermore, he didn't need to complete any tasks.    

    

He only needed to teach his students.    

    

State the conditions.    

    

Ye Fan was still very hesitant.    

    

"This..."    

    

"Ye Fan, just agree. I want to be as strong as you."    

    

"Could it be that your old classmate is begging you for something, and you still don't agree?"    

    

He was playing the emotion card just like that?    

    

Hehe.    

    

Ye Fan had a bitter expression on his face as he pretended to be helpless.    

    

"Sigh, it's just you. If it was someone else, I wouldn't have bothered with her."    

    

"Then you agree!"    

    

... Yeah!"    

    

Anyang started dancing with joy.    

    

She was very excited.    

    

"En... We will officially start tomorrow! Let me have a good rest today."    

    

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and fell onto the sofa and did not speak anymore.    

    

Anyang glanced at him and secretly disdained him.    

    

"Humph, you are strong, but you must have never seen the Martial Association's equipment. When the time comes, it will definitely blind your eyes!"    

    

"Country bumpkin! Just wait and see!"    

    


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