An Ye didn't believe it, but today she still couldn't take down Chen Fan.
She unleashed the myriad flowers from the Hundred Flower Palm, her palm strikes and internal energy surging forth in unison.
At this very moment, she displayed the might of a late-stage Hua Jing expert.
Whoosh...
Her aura surged and churned wildly.
She wanted to defeat Chen Fan as quickly as possible, but unfortunately, Chen Fan was far beyond what she imagined.
Chen Fan, as if facing no resistance, unleashed a Tai Chi move, nullifying all of An Ye's attacks.
All of An Ye's desperate efforts at this moment seemed to have landed on cotton.
An Ye was thoroughly infuriated by this, puffing out her cheeks in anger…
Chen Fan shifted his feet, and in an instant, he was in front of An Ye, delivering an Iron Mountain Lean, which once again sent her flying mercilessly.
An Ye's heart was filled with a myriad of emotions; Chen Fan's strength was simply too immense!
She could barely breathe under his pressure, or rather, their combat power was not on the same level!
Others struggled to master even one martial art, but Chen Fan was a master of many, excelling in all.
Tai Chi, Bajiquan, Wing Chun, and other martial arts were all handled with ease.
Chen Fan let out a cold snort, "I told you, you are no match for me!"
"So what?"
An Ye, propping herself up with her hands on the ground, managed to rise.
"I don't believe you!"
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Facts speak louder than words. You don't believe me? What difference does it make if you don't believe? Does your disbelief mean you can win?"
"You endless nuisance!"
"You..." An Ye was so cornered she couldn't speak, feeling utterly humiliated. She roared, "Chen Fan, until the very last moment, don't expect me to bow!"
She lunged at Chen Fan again.
Stabbing out a dagger from her sleeve.
Sleeve blade...
If Chen Fan had noticed its peculiarity, his throat would have already been slit.
*Clack!*
Chen Fan acted, grabbing An Ye's wrist, preventing her from stabbing.
The edge of the dagger was terrifyingly sharp; a mere touch of skin would make it impossible to heal.
Yet, it stopped in front of Chen Fan, frozen in place.
Chen Fan leaned forward, his distance to An Ye reduced to mere inches… Those who knew An Ye's team were shocked; no one had ever gotten this close to Queen An Ye before.
This…
To be honest, Queen An Ye herself hadn't expected Chen Fan to be so audacious.
"Ahhh..."
Her heart roared.
Her spirit cried out!
Chen Fan snorted, "I want to see if the face beneath your mask is beautiful or ugly!"
His aura exploded, suppressing An Ye completely, rendering her unable to move.
Chen Fan did not hesitate, directly tearing off An Ye's mask, revealing a cold, devastatingly beautiful face. Her appearance stunned Chen Fan for several seconds…
Damn!
An Ye, who had always kept herself mysterious, was enraged when her mask was revealed. She struggled with all her might to break free from Chen Fan and grabbed a corner of her clothes to cover her face.
Frankly, Chen Fan was a bit bewildered by her actions. What the heck was going on?
She was a beautiful woman, so why did she act so bizarrely?
Chen Fan threw the black mask onto the ground, "You woman, you seem to have some serious issues!"
"Chen Fan, I will kill you..." An Ye, driven by shame and anger, charged forward again, kicking out with her proud long legs. Simultaneously, a sharp, triangular blade shot out from the tip of her shoe.
Fortunately, Chen Fan had remained vigilant…