In the gym, even people who don't know kung fu can see the situation in the hall.

As a fifth-stage black belt master, Ling Ao tried his best and made all his moves, but he didn't even touch the corners of Ye Fan's clothes.

Such a huge gap in strength is really incredible!

Lu Minghui and the others no longer had the arrogance they had before, and they hung their heads one by one, like frosted eggplants, and they didn't dare to continue to shout.

At first, they thought Ye Fan was a pretending criminal, but now they were ruthlessly slapped in the face.

And the coaches in the taekwondo gym were even more surprised.

You must know that Ling Ao often fights with the owner of the Gym, Park Xuanzhen, but even Park Xuanzhen of the seventh stage of the underworld is impossible to be as comfortable as Ye Fan, and he simply plays Ling Ao in applause.

For a while, a question arose in everyone's hearts-

Ye Fan in front of him, where is the sacred?!

At this moment, Ling Ao finally broke out with a heart-rending outburst, saying that even if it was the price of his life, he would have to see Ye Fan's strength with his own eyes.

Chaowen said, Xi can die!

Even from a certain distance, Ye Fan could feel the will exuding from Ling Ao's body, and living towards death was definitely not just talking!

Ling Ao's pious pursuit of martial arts was beyond Ye Fan's imagination, and he couldn't help but be in awe.

"In that case, then I will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's hands, which had been behind his back, stretched out to the front, puffed up his chest, and his spine was as straight as a sword.

The momentum on his body has also changed completely, and he is no longer the ordinary person who was not good-looking before, as if he has turned into a giant pillar of optimus, which is unattainable and unattainable.

With his body as the center of the circle, a fierce pressure spread out in all directions.

The crowd of onlookers around them seemed to have been immobilized, and they didn't even have the strength to move their fingers.

And Ling Ao, who was in the center of coercion, was even more like a great enemy, feeling that the threat of death was close at hand, his breathing was stagnant, and he made a defensive posture.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Ye Fan's momentum changed again.

Domineering and unparalleled, looking at the world, like a god on top, looking down on the common people, between gestures, revealing a world-class bearing, as if to sweep the nine heavens and penetrate the universe.

Immediately after, he slowly raised his right fist, and the vitality in the entire gym turned into an invisible dragon of vitality, frantically surging into his fist, condensed like a substantial internal strength, stirring.

The next moment, Ye Fan's right fist slammed forward, and it didn't make any sonic boom sound, but seemed to suck all the air around him dry, like a deep black hole.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan's punch speed was not very fast, but he had already locked Ling Ao's whole body qi, so that he had nothing to hide, and there was no way to retreat.

This punch is majestic, thick as a mountain, and vast as the sea!

It contains Ye Fan's martial arts spirit, I am invincible, and I swallow thousands of miles.

It seems to be unpretentious and unpretentious, without any fancy fancy, but in fact, it is simplified, and it will be reduced by ten wills.

It was as dazzling as the gods pushed the stars in the sky, eclipsing the heavens and the earth.

If the sky stops me, I will break the sky!

If the earth stops me, I will tear it.

......

Caught off guard, Ling Ao didn't have any chance to parry at all.

He only felt that everything in heaven and earth had disappeared from his field of vision!

All that remains is the punch that is like Pangu opening the world!

Dazzling, even the sun and the moon can't compete with it.

Ling Ao even had the illusion that under this punch, not only his body would be completely shattered, but even his soul would be beaten to ashes!

Once, when did he think he was a genius!

In only five or six years of contact with taekwondo, he has grown from a beginner to a master of the five dans of the underworld.

Not to mention in China, even in Goryeo, it is a rare existence, and few people can match it.

It wasn't until this moment, after seeing Ye Fan's "understatement" punch, that he really understood his insignificance and ignorance.

At the same time, he also understood that what Ye Fan said before was "only killing, not performing", was not pretending to be forced at all, but telling the truth.

The gap between him and Ye Fan was like a chasm between mortals and gods, which could not be crossed at all.

However, Ye Fan finally showed mercy to his subordinates.

The iron fist stopped three inches away from Ling Ao's door, like a high-speed bullet train suddenly stopped, which seemed extremely abrupt.

From another aspect, it also proves that Ye Fan has a strong control over his body, and even such a terrifying move seems to be at ease and proficient.

Although the fist did not touch Ling Ao, the killing intent contained in it had already penetrated through the body.

One punch, break the soul!

......

Looking at it from afar, Ling Ao's eyes were dull, his pupils were dilated, and he was stunned, as if he had turned into a stone statue, unable to move at all.

Seeing this strange scene, the people around him kept calling his name:

"Ling Shao!"

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

But in the face of these calls, Ling Ao turned a deaf ear, as if he had lost his soul.

For a while, the finches in the venue were silent, the needle drop could be heard, and the atmosphere became extremely weird.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Fan, full of fear, and subconsciously took a few steps back, as if he was some kind of demon and monster.

After all, the strength that Ye Fan showed just now was too incredible!

Sensing those strange gazes, Ye Fan's face did not change without any waves, and he stood proudly.

The weak kill themselves, and the strong break their souls!

This is a truth that his father Ye Nantian once taught him.

A warrior can be killed, but not a soul!

If the dantian is abolished and the limbs are broken, using natural treasures or medical methods, you can also rejuvenate your hands and re-embark on the path of cultivation!

But if the soul is broken, all the essence and spirit of the whole body are scattered, even if you don't die, you have completely lost your courage, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to improve your strength!

Ye Fan's punch just now had already robbed Ling Ao's mind, and although he was left in the end, it still dealt an unprecedented blow to him.

After a few more minutes, Ling Ao's body was shocked, as if he had been electrocuted, and finally came back to his senses.

He looked at Ye Fan from afar, with a frightened look in his eyes, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

Ling Ao knew very well that if it weren't for Ye Fan's mercy at the last moment, he was afraid that he would be a corpse by now.

"You...... You're younger than me, how can you be so strong?"

Ling Ao's tone was full of disbelief, and at the same time, he also asked the hearts of the people around him.

In the eyes of other taekwondo gym instructors, even if you start practicing from your mother's womb, you can't practice to this level at this age!

When Ye Fan heard this, his eyes were as cold as knives, scanning the bodies of everyone in the Dao Hall, and finally fell on Ling Ao's body, and said word by word:

"It's not that I'm too strong, it's that you're too weak!"

......

"Boom!"

This sentence exploded in the arena like thunder, causing tons of critical blows to Ling Ao's mind.

If someone else said this, it would only make him disdainful, but now that Ye Fan said it, it made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

That's right!

It is true that he is too weak, even if he tries his best, he doesn't touch the corner of Ye Fan's clothes.

Suddenly, Ling Ao's eyes were extremely gloomy, as if he had been hollowed out of the spirit of his whole body, and even doubted his persistence for the first time-

He sacrificed almost all his spare time to focus all his energy on practicing taekwondo, but in the end, it turned out that his efforts were nothing more than useless!

What is the use of such efforts?

"Ling Ao, I can feel your passion for martial arts! But from the very beginning, you have found the wrong direction, no matter how hard you try, you are just going further and further down the wrong path!" Ye Fan said.

"Looking in the wrong direction?" Ling Ao asked, puzzled.

"Chinese kung fu is broad and profound, and has a long history, and its subtlety is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people! Why do you want to go far and learn taekwondo that is not useful? It is just some flashy showmanship! I dare to guarantee that with the same amount of time and energy spent on Chinese martial arts, your current strength will definitely not stop there!"

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Ling Ao's eyes lit up, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

At this moment, there was an angry reprimand behind everyone:

"Is it useless? flashy? hum...... What a big breath! Stinky boy, you dare to criticize the martial arts of our Goryeo Kingdom, you are simply looking for death!"