Chapter 227: Willpower
The moment Zhang Yi'an fell to the ground, he jumped up, his face turned pale, and then a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Zhou Fan, who had just withdrawn his fist.
Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, he originally thought that this punch would be able to clean up Zhang Yi'an, but the strength of this punch was 20,000 catties.
Zhou Fan only thought about it a little, and then he understood that this Zhang Yi'an was a fighter against Duan Wu.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hold up his punch!
Few warriors in the three villages could see Zhang Yi'an's strength, but the six talisman masters on the other side had a slight change in complexion, Hongyao Village was worthy of being a rare strong village in Tianliang, and the village of Hongyao Village was already a warrior who fought against the early stage.
It's not so easy for the Outbreak Stage to break through and become the Fight Stage.
Zhang Yi'an was also a little shocked in his heart, and he was injured by a punch, and Zhou Fan's strength once again refreshed his cognition, but he still kept his face calm and said: "You can't break through my defense without the strength to explode." ”
Zhou Fan did not respond, but rushed towards Zhang Yi'an as soon as he stepped on it.
Zhang Yian sneered in his heart, without any evasion, and greeted him.
As long as Zhou Fan didn't use explosive means, there would not be much threat to him, like Zhou Fan's constant punching of huge strength, but it was very exhausting, which was in line with his strategy.
As long as you are careful, once Zhou Fan breaks out, he will immediately dodge and not give Zhou Fan any chance to break out and hurt him!
Sure enough, Zhou Fan threw dozens of punches in one go as before, and Zhang Yi'an was blasted away by one punch when he couldn't avoid it.
Zhang Yi'an was like a paper harrier that had been released, and when he just fell to the ground, Zhou Fan rushed to it instantly.
Zhang Yi'an saw Zhou Fan in front of him, and his right foot that landed on the ground twisted, and he narrowly avoided the punch from Zhou Fan, but there were countless fast punches after this punch.
Zhang Yi'an, who landed in a hurry, couldn't avoid it anymore, his body was hit by a punch, and he flew out sideways, smashing towards the warriors of Hongyao Village.
The warriors of Hongyao Village dispersed as soon as possible, and before they could tell the winner, if they dared to help Zhang Yi'an, then Zhang Yi'an would be considered a loser.
Zhou Fan didn't chase Zhang Yi'an, but just spent a lot of time watching Zhang Yi'an land.
Zhang Yi'an, who landed on the ground, just felt that he was hit by two punches in succession, and the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and he looked at Zhou Fan with some doubts.
Just now, if Zhou Fan could take the opportunity of his landing to chase after him, he could directly end him by breaking out, why didn't he do it?
There is also the fact that Zhou Fan has bombarded hundreds of punches, and he can see that Zhou Fan's strength for each punch is about 20,000 catties, and ordinary martial artists will feel tired if they exert their strength to the limit, that is, dozens of punches, but this person never seems to feel tired, which is really a bit incredible.
Zhang Yi'an is the first time to see such a martial artist, but he thinks that as long as he is a human being, there will always be a limit, this Zhou Fan will definitely reach the limit soon, and if he takes a few punches from him, maybe he can win!
Zhang Yi'an thought like this, he was in good spirits, and he didn't need Zhou Fan to come over, but he threw himself at Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan didn't hesitate at all, and hit dozens of punches in a row, forcing Zhang Yi'an's exquisite footwork to avoid it, and punched Zhang Yi'an's chin.
Zhang Yi'an was blown away again.
Zhang Yi'an, who was flying in the air, was dizzy and dizzy, and he didn't forget to be vigilant about whether Zhou Fan pounced.
However, in his confused sight, he saw that Zhou Fan was just standing in place.
The warriors of the three villages are worried, they react now, this Zhang Yi'an is afraid that he is a martial artist who resists Duan, otherwise he will not be so durable, if Zhou Fan breaks out, this Zhang Yi'an will dodge, if he doesn't break out, he can't break his defense, what should he do if he goes on like this?
They felt that there were only two results, either Zhou Fan was exhausted and Zhang Yi'an won, or Zhang Yi'an was beaten by the accumulated punches and couldn't stand up.
But no matter what the result is, it is a little difficult for the three villages to accept, after all, this is the second game, if Zhou Fan can't win the third game, they are not sure that they can win another game against the powerful Red Kiln Village.
Zhang Yi'an jumped up from the ground, he shook his head, his vision became clear, he was full of energy, everything went according to his vision, he could win!
Then he rushed towards Zhou Fan again.
Zhou Fan blasted out another continuous ordinary punch, Zhang Yian was hit in the left shoulder by the fist, and the whole person spun and flew out.
After landing, Zhang Yi'an felt that his left shoulder seemed to be wasted, even if he was fighting against Duan Wu, but after all, this was 20,000 catties of strength, and it was not very comfortable to be punched.
Zhang Yi'an thought in his heart that he was almost fast, Zhou Fan's calm and relaxed appearance now must have pretended to be out, and he couldn't punch much, so he flew over again and continued to pester Zhou Fan to punch.
Zhou Fan no longer had the slightest impatience, but continued to swing his fists with a serious face, and blasted the entangled Zhang Yi'an with dozens of fast punches again and again.
Zhang Yi'an struggled to get up from the ground every time he was blown away, and he was silently calculating how many punches he had received.
Sixth Punch...... Seventh Punch ...... Eighth Punch ...... Ninth Punch ......
Zhang Yi'an relied on counting the number of punches to survive the difficult time.
Seeing Zhang Yi'an being blown away by a punch, the talisman warriors were all wide-eyed, in their opinion, this is the duel between spear and shield, to see who can't hold it first.
The warriors of Hongyao Village burst into tears, their village was being beaten for their village, and they shouted loudly to cheer for Zhang Yi'an.
Until the tenth punch, Zhang Yi'an got up from the ground again, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his eyes bulged like toad eyes, he looked at Zhou Fan, and thought in his heart that Zhou Fan must be fast...... Fast...... No way?
But Zhou Fan didn't look tired, he also waved to Zhang Yi'an with a smile, signaling Zhang Yi'an to come again.
Zhang Yi'an collapsed in his heart, he could see it, where did this look like it didn't work at all?
Nearly a thousand punches, each punch is a lot of force, as if there is never a limit, this is a freak!
As soon as Zhang Yi'an's heart collapsed, his strong willpower also collapsed.
Zhang Yi'an, who has always considered himself good at calculations and is known for being insidious, felt that this competition was really too difficult, and it was not at all as he thought in advance, and his tears rushed out.
Part of it was because the body was too painful, and part of it was because I felt aggrieved.
Zhang Yian was completely beaten to tears.
The warriors of Red Kiln Village, who cheered him on loudly in the back, all closed their mouths and fell silent.
"I throw in the towel. Zhang Yi'an cried and gave up the game, he felt that his wife was too embarrassed, and he didn't want to cry, but the tears were still flowing.
Zhou Fan saw Zhang Yi'an admit defeat, he sighed with some regret, he originally wanted Zhang Yi'an to support him for a while, but Zhang Yi'an admitted defeat so quickly.
It really disappointed him.