“No way! I don't believe this. No, absolutely not. The five of us have combined our powers to attack him. Even if he's a Supreme Grandmaster, it's still impossible for him to escape without a scratch! He's surely faking it. That's right, the bugger is faking it! I'm certain that he's suffering from critical internal injuries. Let's charge and strike him again. We shall see how long he can put up a show.”
Shaking his head vigorously, Ke Zhe repeated his suspicions umpteen times. He could not comprehend what had happened.
I can accept the fact that I'm not his match. But I can't wrap my head around how he is still perfectly fine after the bashing from the five of us.
He concluded Ye Fan was faking it. He was dubious about the latter's condition, thinking there was still hope of turning the tables around.
“Sure, let's continue the assault. I doubt he's made of metal.” The Grandmasters refused to believe that Ye Fan was invincible.
Putting aside their fear, Yan Bupingand his peers made a leap into the sky and launched intensive
attacks at Ye Fan from all directions.
One sneaked up on him from the back, one threw punches at his chest, whereas another one smashed his head from the top.
The five grandmasters each picked an area of Ye Fan's body to attack.
Bang! Clash! Thump!
A deafening crash resonated in the air.
Endless rumbling sounds boomed as their aggressiveness grew.
Much to their disappointment, Ye Fan remained unharmed, no matter how brutal and savage the five grandmasters were attacking him. None of their tactics seemed to work.
“What doesn't kill him makes him stronger, and he continues to stand up tall regardless of his opponents. That's the Mr. Chu I know. As long as he lives, Jiangdong will continue to prosper and go from strength to strength.”
Seeing the action unfolding before him, Lei San expressed his confidence in Ye Fan with a grin.
“Hahaha! No wonder he keeps letting them beat him up without fighting back. It's exactly like a battle between an ant and an elephant! Mr. Chu isn't bothered by their moves at all. He's just toying them around until they tire themselves out.”
When the weight was lifted off Li Er's shoulders, a bright smile finally appeared on his face.
He was not the only one to stifle a giggle. Qiu Mucheng was also grinning from ear to ear.
She stared at the fearless young man from a distance and grumbled, “This jerk is very good at making people worry about him. Can't he stay out of the limelight and keep a low profile for once?”
Xu Lei let out an adoring smile, too. It was a different joy compared to Qiu Mucheng's loving and doting smile.
One could tell Xu Lei was super proud of Ye Fan.
He's full of pride, but he's not arrogant. He always shines, even in the darkest hour. He blossoms like a flower, and he always thrives. He makes people anxious and cries for him, but he also brings us joy and excitement. He's a keen and ambitious young man, but he's also a wise and matured leader. That's the Ye Fan I
know.
“Ye Fan, I hope you will always stay true to yourself and be the powerful person you are meant to be.”
There was a sparkle in Xu Lei's eyes as she gazed at her hero.
After a sentimental moment, she yelled at Ye Fan, “I think it's about time you put an end to this episode. If this persists, Ms. Qiu is going to catch a cold in the rain.”
Her words triggered Ye Fan's next steps.
Meanwhile, Yan Buping and gang seemed to be totally exhausted.
They started slowing down and retreated to observe him from a distance.
“Darn it! Is he made of steel? Why can't we hurt him at all?” Yan Buping's face fell. He was panting and drenched in his own sweat.
The fight had drained a lot of his energy.
The others were in a far worse condition than him.
“What should we do, Mr. Van?" “This doesn't make any sense.”
At this point, a few of them were ready to throw in the towel.
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