him, his heart thumped wildly, as if it would burst out of his chest. He even felt like someone was drumming in his heart.Ye Fan, you have to hold back, she is your aunt, you can't have other thought...Yang Xiaoguang was also looking at the two young people standing in the arena with a solemn expression. He didn't understand what these two young people, who had bright futures ahead of them, were thinking to engage in such a ruthless fight. But even if he didn't understand, he didn't say a word more. As a professional arbitrator, he had his own professional ethics, and he also knew who Longya and the Ninth Squad were. Those who could stand here were all the most outstanding talents in the Empire. The more solemn this moment was, the less room there was for error, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Alright, as long as you both put your handprints on this document, this duel to the death will be legally binding. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me right away." Yang Xiaosong handed Ye Fan and Yan Wuque each a document.

Ye Fan glanced quickly and said, "I have no questions." Then, he pressed his handprint.

"I have no questions either." Yan Wuxi also pressed his handprint.

Okay, I hereby officially announce that the life-or-death duel initiated by Ye Fan and Yan Wuque is legally binding. The battle begins!

As Yang Xiaosong's voice fell, Ye Fan and Yan Wuque both distanced themselves, each putting on an air.

But no one made a move first, instead they all focused on adjusting their breathing and staring intently at their opponent.

Sometimes, when masters duel, it's a test of their mental fortitude. Whoever makes the first move loses their composure and misses the opportunity. Therefore, in martial arts stories, top masters usually stand motionless like mountains before a fight. Some even face each other for a day and night without making a move, tiring themselves out just by standing.

Ye Fan obviously didn't think of himself as a top master, but he was unwilling to make the first move. He observed Yan Wuque's flaws on the ground. He didn't believe that someone who could train a team as powerful as the Ninth Army wouldn't have real skills, so he was waiting for an opportunity.

While Yan Wuque seemed flamboyant in his usual days, he now appeared cautious. His grandfather said that his cultivation was still lacking, and indeed he had put some effort into cultivating himself. He would remain still if the enemy did not move, and he would strike first if they moved. Strategically, he looked down upon his opponent, but tactically, he valued them. This was what his grandfather taught him. He wasn't worried about losing today because he was completely confident!

A deathly silence blanketed the battlefield, broken only by the pounding of hearts.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, lifting up some fine sand. A chill ran down one's spine as the cold wind swept through.

The two stood frozen, neither making a move first. While the onlookers didn't show impatience, after all, this was a battle for life and death!

Ye Fan smiled. This Yan Wuque seemed to be quite composed, didn't he It seemed his usual arrogant demeanor was just a disguise. This man, his true thoughts were probably bold and meticulous, definitely not as simple as he appeared on the surface!

Okay, let me see what you're really made of!

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and suddenly, just like that, in full view of everyone, he disappeared without warning!

Soldier A exclaimed, "Ah, he's gone"

Soldier B put on an air of profound mystery: "It's not that I don't see him, it's just that his speed is too fast. The human eye can't capture his shadow at all, creating the illusion that he disappears suddenly!"

Soldier A looked at Soldier B with admiration, "How did you know Can you see his trajectory"

" Guessed it! "

Private B: …

The moment Ye Fan vanished into thin air, Yan Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of surprise in his heart. Afterimage Fist

Although he was surprised, he wasn't flustered. He also knew the Shadow Fist, but had never demonstrated it in front of others. Now seeing Ye Fan also knew this move, he was a little surprised.

But he was now quite composed, crouching slightly, his eyes surveying everything and his ears listening to all directions. He presented an air of calm indifference, as if saying, "No matter how you try to sway me, I remain unmoved."

"Here!" Yan Wuque suddenly shouted, his left elbow swung forward with a lightning strike, landing solidly on a shadow!

That shadow was knocked away by Yan Wuxie in one fell swoop! It landed directly on a short wall not far away!

Soldier A: "Oh, he's been hit!"

Private B: "No! Look at that wall, although it has fallen down, there isn't anyone underneath!"

Soldier A looked, and indeed Ye Fan's shadow was nowhere to be seen from the fallen wall owner!

How is this possible He was clearly struck by Yan Wuque, flew out, and even crashed into the wall. How did he just vanish

Yan Wuque naturally discovered this unusual situation. He smelled a dangerous aura and suddenly sensed the fluctuation of the air around him, becoming alert. When he was about to take action, he was suddenly startled to realize that Ye Fan had arrived in front of him at some point!

He didn't give Yan Wuque a chance to react, and kicked him in the jaw with one foot, sending him flying!

Yan Wuque fell heavily to the ground five meters away, with a loud *plop* that sent dust flying everywhere. It was clear how much force was behind that kick!

Ye Fan stood in Yan Wuque's original position, but instead of pressing his advantage, he stared heavily at Yan Wuque with a somber expression.

Everyone was stunned by all of this. Although it was just a flash, the impact was enormous!

Masters clash, often resulting in instant victory. In that instant just now, if it had been them, they would have died thousands upon thousands of times over!

Tie Xiong twitched the corner of his mouth. The other person's speed was too fast; all he saw was a shadow. He didn't even see when the other person made their move. Xiong knew the gap between him and that person was too large. Under the circumstances where he hadn't fully unleashed all of his martial arts power, facing that person would be completely hopeless!

He is so strong, even Longh Nü can't take her eyes off him.

Yan Wuque slowly stood up, looking at the dust all over his body. He frowned, patted the dust off his body vigorously, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Fan coldly: "Double Shadow Fist"

Ye Fan was stunned, how did he know Could it be that he...

As if to confirm Ye Fan's thoughts, Yan Wuque suddenly vanished from his spot!

Yan Wuque would actually use the Shadowless Fist! Ye Fan was greatly surprised. In his impression, besides the old man, Yan Wuque was the first person who could perform this kind of kung fu!

Although he was surprised, Ye Fan still reacted quickly!

"Oh, have they disappeared again" said Private A.

Private B: "Their speed has already surpassed the speed at which the human eye can perceive images. If I'm not mistaken, they should have reached the legendary supersonic speed!"

Soldier A admired him deeply, "How did you know that"

Little Soldier B wore a mysterious expression, “Guess!”

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