"Apologize?"

Ye Fan smiled faintly when he heard the sound.

"Even South Asian boxing champion Horton is absolutely ineligible in front of me, so I will apologize."

"What's more, he is just an incompetent man?"

Ye Fan's contempt sounded slowly.

The words are full of contempt.

Bang ~

However, as soon as Ye Fan's words fell, Wei Qing exploded immediately.

The whole person, like a mad dog who was stepped on his tail, slammed the table and scolded angrily: "Rareless!"

"You arrogant boy, dare you to insult my teacher?"

"You are so brave!"

Finally, Wei Qing could no longer suppress his emotions after hearing Ye Fan insulting the boxing champion Horton.

The whole person immediately burst out, his low anger echoed the entire room.

You know, Wei Qing’s achievements today are all due to boxing champion Horton’s teachings to him.

Horton not only gave him the kindness of knowing and meeting him, but also gave him the kindness of teaching. He was Wei Qing's mentor and the person Wei Qing respected the most.

How can Ye Fan be insulted?

In a rage, Wei Qing's eyes were as cold as a knife, and his anger kept ringing.

"Boy, do you know who I, Mr. Huo?"

"You ignorant rat, how dare you insult him?"

"My teacher, Horton, practices martial arts at the age of eight and boxing at the age of ten."

"At the age of twelve, he won the gold medal in the national youth boxing competition, won the first place, and became famous in one battle!"

"At the age of fifteen, my master became a master of Muay Thai."

"In just three years, his teacher was not as good as him!"

"At that time, my master had 16 boxing matches in seven days and six nights, without losing, and swept the Thai boxing world."

"South Asian boxing world, respect it as king!"

"Thailand martial arts world, regard it as a tiger!"

"As such a martial arts master, my mentor, you are a fearless young man, and you dare to insult him?"

Wei Qing was in a turbulent manner and was furious.

A proud look, a cold look.

Every time I say something, I take a step forward.

In the end, Wei Qing even kicked with a loud bang, as if thunder exploded, and the bluestone ground under his feet collapsed inch by inch.

The cracks like spider webs extend in all directions.

The surging power shocked everyone!

Lin Qinghe's eyes were full of fear, Wu Yang's body trembled, Lu Tianhe and others were also pale in their faces.

As for the guard Xiao Liu, he was filled with admiration.

I just think that Wei Qing is really a rare master!

Not only is he outstanding in boxing skills, but he also respects his teachers and has excellent character.

Just now, when Ye Fan insulted him, Wei Qing was not as angry as he is now. This also shows what kind of status the boxing champion Horton has in his heart?

However, in the face of Wei Qing's anger, Ye Fan was not afraid or afraid. His pretty face was always as calm as usual, and even a smile on his lips were inexplicably smiled.

Because, he discovered that Wei Qing was worthy of being a disciple of King of Fighters Horton.

These pretentious techniques are exactly the same.

Especially those words just now are exactly the same as what the boxing champion Horton said to him when he was pretending to behave in Jianghai and Shengtian Restaurant.

Ye Fan estimated that Horton had kept these words on his lips all the time. Over time, even his apprentices had memorized them.

"Um?"

"You arrogant guy, why are you laughing? How come you have the face to smile?"

Wei Qing was almost furious.

He thought that after he said this, he would see Ye Fan's fearful look.

However, what he never expected was that Ye Fan, a bastard, didn't know that it would be fine if he apologized with guilt, but he was still licking his face and smiling.

Where did he get the smile?

However, Ye Fan did not restrain himself from Wei Qing's anger, but instead calmly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly: "I didn't laugh at anything."

"I just remembered suddenly that there was a person who was pretending to be like you in front of me."

“Everything is the same.”

"But it's a pity. Now that man's grave grass is probably three feet tall."

"Oh, by the way."

"I remember that man, who also seemed to call himself Muay Thai boxing champion."

"The name seems to be, also called Holden."

What?

"My grass, I'll go!"

"Is this a sarcastic pen?"

Ye Fan's words were like a huge rock entering the sea, but they caused huge waves in everyone's hearts.

Lin Qinghe and others' old faces turned green immediately.

Guard Xiao Liu couldn't help but scold him directly.

I thought to myself that this slut is not an idiot who only knows how to show off, right?

It would be fine to insult Wei Qing, but now he actually said that his mentor is dead and the grass on the grave is three feet tall?

This is playing with fire!

He is really not afraid, and he is beaten to death by Wei Qing with one punch?

"Sir, you're looking for death!"

Sure enough, the moment Ye Fan finished saying this, Wei Qing's eyes turned red.

Bloody red!

Boxing champion Horton is the person Wei Qing respects the most in his life.

In his heart, he was almost faith-like.

His biggest goal is to become a person like his mentor Horton.

But now, the existence he respects the most is actually insulted by Ye Fan.

"How can I spare you?"

In a rage, Wei Qing's body shook, and the tables and chairs in front of him were directly shaken away.

Wow~

The long table shattered, the wine mixed with the plate, shattered all over the floor.

Then, Wei Qing's veins bulged and he stepped forward with his fists for several steps. The surging force continued to sweep from his waist, and his whole body was like a powerful bow full of strength.

All kinds of power are condensed on the fist and palm.

In an instant, a strong wind suddenly erupted in the room, blew up Wei Qing's gray robe, and it was all hustling.

"Junior, didn't you say that I, Yangyang Muay Thai, don't you deserve to carry your shoes?"

"Then today, I will let you taste it. My Muay Thai is powerful!"

Huh ~

The strong wind roared and the anger exploded.

Wei Qing swept across the world with a punch, and rushed straight towards Ye Fan's direction, and angrily threw away.

How have Wu Yang and others ever seen such a mighty power?

After seeing Wei Qing's overwhelming fist, he was so scared that his face was pale and he took several steps back, fearing that he would get close to him and would be affected by the fish in the pond.

"It's over!"
To be continued...