"Idiot!"
Takeshita Toshiro, kicked by Ye Bufan and almost falling flat on his face, jumped up from the ground in anger.
"Takeshita, calm down. He's just trying to provoke you and disrupt your rhythm," Mieko shouted to Takeshita Toshiro during a lull in her attack.
Reminded by Mieko, Takeshita Toshiro immediately understood and regained his composure, launching an attack at Ye Bufan.
"Distraction is never a good thing during a fight," Ye Bufan appeared behind Mieko and struck at her back.
Mieko, using a mysterious footwork, managed to dodge it cleverly. Without any pause, she counterattacked Ye Bufan.
However, Mieko soon discovered that every time she was about to attack, Ye Bufan could cleverly evade.
Dodging once or twice might be a coincidence, but dodging so skillfully every time indicated that Ye Bufan was doing it intentionally.
"You're toying with us," Mieko's face suddenly turned red, and a trace of anger arose in her heart.
Ye Bufan moved around on the bed, weaving between the two of them. Their every attack failed to touch Ye Bufan's body.
"Hahahaha, this is not a fight, it's clearly a monkey show!"
In the live broadcast room, people watching Ye Bufan toy with the Japanese opponents on the stage couldn't help but laugh.
As the saying goes, onlookers see clearly, while those involved are confused. Although Mieko had realized it, the audience offstage had long seen through Ye Bufan's intentions.
"Attack! Attack quickly!" Yamamoto Natsuryu shouted from the sidelines. Everything he had painstakingly arranged was ruined by a suddenly appearing eighteen-year-old brat, and his mood was naturally not good.
"Great Xia actually has such a young Wuzun genius. This must be reported. Such a person cannot be allowed to live."
On the Japanese television screens, some were silently observing this match. Ye Bufan's appearance put a lot of pressure on the younger generation of Japan, but it also showed Ye Bufan's monstrous talent. For such a threat, some people in Japan, the moment Ye Bufan blasted Tsukukae Shinji away with a palm strike, had already harbored murderous intent.
"Idiot!" Takeshita Toshiro, being toyed with by Ye Bufan, could no longer control his emotions. He stomped his foot, leaped into the air, and his entire body was enveloped in his qi.
"Eight-Headed Serpent Collapse!"
Takeshita Toshiro roared, his qi exploding outwards. He descended from the sky, vowing to smash Ye Bufan.
Seeing this, Mieko simultaneously unleashed her own technique – Blood Mist Demon Dance.
The two attacked at the same time, sealing off all of Ye Bufan's escape routes. Mieko moved, and in a blur, an illusion appeared, as if she were dancing.
"It's over! The escape routes are blocked. Ye Bufan will have to take the brunt of their combined attack!"
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly became tense, and for a moment, no one posted any comments or messages.
Ye Bufan took a deep breath. This was the perfect opportunity to use his Chongxu Thunder Art.
"Lightning come!" Ye Bufan's palm faced the sky, and a bolt of lightning descended from the sky above the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall.
"You're blocking my sight," Ye Bufan said to the attacking Takeshita Toshiro, and with a fierce swing of his palm, he unleashed a palm strike infused with lightning.
His true qi transformed into a giant palm, and the lightning power intertwined in mid-air, forming the shape of a palm, emitting a "zi zi zi" sound.
"Slap—"
A loud slapping sound echoed. The palm collided with Takeshita Toshiro, sparks flying. Takeshita Toshiro's entire body twitched as he was sent flying backward, crashing onto the fighting stage.
"Zi zi zi—" There were still some electric currents lingering on Takeshita Toshiro. Yamamoto Natsuryu stepped forward to check and was shocked by the current from Takeshita Toshiro's body.
"Holy crap! What kind of technique is this? I've never heard of it! Never seen it?"
"Awesome!"
The live broadcast room was flooded with the word "Awesome."
The next second, Mieko's attack arrived. Ye Bufan, unhurriedly, unleashed a circular blast at Mieko from a distance. Mieko was immediately sent flying backward. She reached the edge of the stage, forcefully used it to propel herself upwards, and landed precariously on the edge of the stage, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"Streamer, show us the tragic state of Takeshita Toshiro! Make us happy."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll give you a carnival gift. Show us quickly."
The live broadcast room erupted, and the scene was abuzz. Ji Feiyang wiped his eyes. The master of the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall on stage felt a chill down his spine. Ye Bufan's move just now had made him feel an oppressive force, nearly making him unable to breathe.
The male streamer's phone camera slowly moved to Takeshita Toshiro. The latter weakly opened his eyes. His body was charred black, and even his hair had curled up.
"Clap clap clap—"
"Clap clap clap—"
The audience present, the disciples of the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall, all started applauding. Ye Bufan's strike was truly spectacular. Furthermore, fighting two opponents at once, eliminating one, and injuring the other on stage. This not only shattered the arrogance of the Japanese but also brought glory to Great Xia and defended its dignity.
At this moment, Ye Bufan was no longer an ordinary person but a hero, an object of respect for all martial artists.
Ji Feiyang's eyes welled up with tears. He looked up at the sky, shouting in his heart—May Heaven bless Great Xia.
In front of the television, Ji Weizhi looked at Ye Bufan, who had treated him, and was filled with emotion.
Jinhe, Liu Family.
Liu Sheng watched the radiant Ye Bufan on television, filled with regret. Beside Liu Sheng, Liao Yuan, who had looked down on Ye Bufan at the time, now saw that Ye Bufan had become someone the Liu family could no longer aspire to reach. He wished he could slap himself twice.
Liu Ruoyan hid in her room, clenching her fists tightly.
Ye Bufan, I will definitely live better than you, I definitely will!
Mieko looked at Ye Bufan, her heart wavering.
"You are very strong," Mieko said to Ye Bufan, "but I am not inferior to you."
Mieko leaped into the air, her aura increasing by a notch compared to before.
"Such a strong aura. This... this is & Half-step Great Wuzun!" Cheng Xueyi looked at the aura emanating from Mieko and was still greatly shocked. Mieko, who looked to be only in her thirties, had already reached Half-step Great Wuzun.
However, compared to Mieko, Ye Bufan was even more unfathomable. No one present could see Ye Bufan's true cultivation level.
Mieko lowered her head, preparing to attack Ye Bufan, only to discover that Ye Bufan had vanished.
"He's above!" Yamamoto Natsuryu shouted urgently to Mieko.
Mieko looked up and saw Ye Bufan, who had appeared above her at some unknown time.
Ye Bufan grinned and swung a punch towards Mieko...