Chapter 2009

"Sorry?"

Ye Fan hears the sound, suddenly faint smile.

"Even Horton, the South Asian champion, is definitely not qualified to apologize in front of me."

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

Ye Fan's voice of contempt, slowly sounded.

Words are full of contempt.

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

The whole person, as if trampled on the tail of the mad dog general, clapped up, angry voice scolded: "wanton!"

"You arrogant child, dare to insult my teacher?"

"How dare you

Finally, at this time, Wei Qing, after hearing that Ye Fan humiliated no champion Horton, could no longer restrain his mood.

The whole person immediately burst out, low angry voice, echoed the whole room.

You know, Wei Qing can have today's success, all depends on the boxing champion Horton to his dundundun teaching.

Horton not only had the kindness of knowing his situation, but also had the benefit of imparting knowledge to him. He was Wei Qing's mentor and the most respected person of Wei Qing.

How can Ye Fan insult him?

Under the fury, Wei Qing's eyes were as cold as a knife, but the angry voice rang out.

"Son of a bitch, do you know who my master Huo is?"

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

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

"When I was young, I won the first prize in the national championship."

"At the age of 15, my teacher began to learn from the master of Thai boxing."

"In only three years, his teacher will be inferior to him!"

"In those years, my teacher fought 16 consecutive boxing matches for seven days and six nights, without any failure, sweeping the Thai boxing world."

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

"Thai martial arts, regard it as a tiger!"

"So powerful in martial arts, my teacher, how dare you insult him even if you are a yellow mouthed child

Wei Qing's words were surging and furious.

A cavity of pride, full of cold.

Every time you say a word, you take a step forward.

In the end, Wei Qing was even more thunderstruck, as if the thunder exploded, and the bluestone ground under his feet all cracked inch by inch.

Spider web like cracks, in all directions, extended.

Surging momentum, but shocked everyone!

Lin Qinghe's eyes are full of fear, Wuyang is shaking, Lu Tianhe and others are old-fashioned pale.

As for the guard, Xiao Liu, he was full of admiration.

I only think that Wei Qing is a rare expert!

He not only excels in boxing, but also respects teachers and has good character.

Just now, when ye fan insulted him, Wei Qing was not as angry as he is now. From this, we can see what kind of position does Holden, the boxing champion, have in his heart?

However, in the face of Wei Qing's anger, Ye Fan is not afraid and fearless. On his delicate face, he is always calm as usual, even with an inexplicable smile in his mouth.

Because, he found that Wei Qing was worthy of being a disciple of the boxer King Horton.

this way of as like as two peas.

Especially those words just now are the same as those he said to him in Jianghai, Shengtian restaurant when he pretended to be forced.

Ye Fan estimated that it was that Horton who talked about these words all the year round. Over time, even his apprentices recited them.

"Well?"

"You arrogant upright son, what are you laughing at? Do you have the face to smile?"

Wei Qing was almost angry.

He thought that after finishing his words, he would see Ye Fan's panic.

However, what he didn't think of was that ye fan, a jerk, didn't know that he was guilty and apologized. He even licked his face and laughed there.

What kind of smile does he have?