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Now, Deng Fan had already found out his real name from Su Xiaobei, but his name was only a code name, so there wasn't much meaning to it. Although there wasn't much meaning in having a name, one could find out a lot about the past through looking for names.

There might be millions of people called Deng Fan in the world, but there was only one Deng Fan whose Wen Du had once been able to shake the world.

Deng Fan had turned into a lone hero during a school raid and single-handedly subdued the terrorist leader Tu Cheng. Therefore, his name had once become a hot search online, and he was famous throughout the Wen Du.

However, because he had risked his life to save Wang Xinyu, he was publicly opposed to government agencies, and was even wanted by the entire city. After that, he disappeared from the Wen Du, and was slowly forgotten by the people.

Deng Fan did not know anything about what had happened in the past two years. He only knew that his real name was Deng Fan and that he had a cute and beautiful disciple named Xiao Bei. However, he believed that Bey could help him retrieve some of his memories and couldn't wait to meet with him.

After dinner, Deng Fan was waiting for Su Xiaobei's call, but his phone never rang. Just as he was about to take the initiative to call Little Bei, he suddenly received a message from Little Bei. It was written with a detailed address, inviting him to meet at 8 PM.

Deng Fan looked at the time. There was still about an hour and eight o'clock.

He immediately put away his phone, stood up and walked out of the room.

The rendezvous place was a large mansion in the middle of Mooncloud City, and only very wealthy people could afford to live in such a place.

This house took up a lot of space and had a retro architectural style. It was simply like a small palace.

Deng Fan took a taxi and arrived here. Right after he arrived at the door, he immediately saw a young man in dignified clothing coming to greet him: "Excuse me, may I ask if you are Mr. Deng?"

"That's right." Deng Fan immediately nodded.

"Please come with me. My Miss has been waiting for a long time." The man did not show any suspicion and immediately led Deng Fan in.

Deng Fan followed the man through the front courtyard, through another house and came to the middle courtyard.

It looked like a huge garden with a circular plaza in the center. Ten tall and straight men stood in a row on the plaza. Each of them was valiant and full of vigor.

Deng Fan initially thought that these people were lining up to welcome him, but in reality, he didn't.

At this moment, he heard the young man say, "Mister Deng, as long as you pass this test, you will be able to meet my Young Miss."

"What test?" Deng Fan asked with some surprise.

"It is to defeat these ten people." The young man pointed at the ten robust men lined up in the center of the square.

Deng Fan did not speak anymore, because he did not want to waste his time.

The ten men raised their heads and stuck out their chest, with their hands behind their back, like a sturdy copper wall blocking Deng Fan's path.

These ten people definitely did not look weak. They were all well-trained thugs.

Although Deng Fan didn't know why Xiao Bei would use such a method to "welcome" him, he was definitely not afraid of fighting, and he even enjoyed fighting.

Ever since he regained his courage, he had been persisting in his training every day. It was a pity that he couldn't find any live targets for him to practice with. Now that ten people had appeared at once, how could he not be excited?

Deng Fan came to a stop in front of a human wall composed of ten people, his gaze sweeping across everyone, as though he did not intend to make a move first.

The ten men simultaneously cupped their hands and bowed towards Deng Fan.

Deng Fan also slowly stepped away from the bow, his hands pressed on his thighs as he stared fixedly at the man in front of him, ready to fight at any time.

The first to attack was the man closest to Deng Fan.

The moment he moved, the remaining nine people immediately moved, and rushed at Deng Fan together.

Instantly, the ten of them aggressively pounced towards Deng Fan like a tide.

Deng Fan unhurriedly used his "Deng Three Kicks" and kicked three times like flowing water. Although the kick was not considered gorgeous, its power was extremely shocking.

This "Deng San Jia" was created by Deng Fan and was inspired by Li Xiaolong's "Li San Fu". It could be said to be a variant and improved version of "Li San Jia".

Three kicks flew out with unstoppable force.

He immediately knocked down the three people in front of him.

The remaining seven people attacked Deng Fan at almost the same time from different angles, and really started attacking with all seven hands and eight kicks.

All that could be heard was a burst of crackling sounds as Deng Fan dispelled all of the attacks with a few casual blows. After hitting, he instantly kicked out twice and knocked out another two opponents.

It was impossible for those who had been knocked down by Deng Fan to stand up again.

In the blink of an eye, only five out of the ten opponents remained.

It was very clear that these people were not of the same level as Deng Fan.

However, the remaining five were like Death Soldiers, there was no intention to retreat, and after adjusting their condition, they rushed towards Deng Fan.

He rotated his leg in the air, landing on the ground and sending out another sweep kick.

The two big men were blown away and one of them fell to the ground.

His tall and big body instantly fell to the ground, this huge impact definitely could not be underestimated.

Under the recoil from the floor, the man felt as if all the bones in his body had been broken.

Deng Fan had only used two moves to easily defeat three people.

At this moment, only two out of ten remained.

"Haa!" One of the big sized man shouted and helped strengthen himself, he waved his fist and struck Deng Fan in the face.

Deng Fan suddenly made a move and grabbed the man's fist. Like lightning, both of his legs flew up, and attacked different vital points. At the same time, his final kick released his grip, and directly blew the person a few meters away.

Out of the ten, only one remained.

Seeing his nine companions lying on the ground moaning, the remaining man completely felt Deng Fan's terror and didn't dare to rashly go forward again.

Deng Fan quietly stared at the man who was just left, and suddenly let out a strange cry. Before he could even raise his leg, he scared the man to the ground and made him kneel.

"I've lost!" The man knelt on the ground and surrendered to Deng Fan.

Deng Fan didn't plan to make a move either. He only wanted to scare him from the start, so that he would know the difficulties and retreat so that he would not have to suffer physical pain. He never expected that he would actually make his opponent kneel with just a shout.

"Can I see your young lady now?" Deng Fan turned to ask the young man who led him in, but the young man was no longer present.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind Deng Fan.

Suddenly, he turned around and saw a woman running towards him.

Disguise Assassin!

Deng Fan's first reaction was to say these four words.

However, this woman wasn't really a masked assassin. She was only wearing a mask similar to the masked assassin's.

This mask closed in on Deng Fan like lightning, without saying a word, he kicked right at Deng Fan's face.

Deng Fan raised his hand to block, grabbing the lady's calf.

Since the woman was wearing a short skirt and her legs were raised high, this posture was extremely unrefined. From Deng Fan's angle, he could clearly see the spring light under the woman's skirt.

Deng Fan instantly felt that this scene was familiar, as though something similar had happened to him once. It should be said to be the same, but it was just a different scene.

"Another move?" The woman suddenly spoke, as though she was angry. She then quickly stopped her attack, cut off her leg with lightning, and kicked towards Deng Fan's lower abdomen.

Deng Fan was stunned for a moment just now, but he did not have the time to react.

Just as his heels stabilized, Mask Woman chased after him again. Using his powerful leg technique, he kicked at Deng Fan more than ten times, causing his aura to surge.

Deng Fan dodged and blocked repeatedly, and discovered that the woman's skill was actually far superior to the ten big fellows from before. He could not help but be greatly shocked.

Mask Woman's attacks became more ferocious, and Deng Fan looked like he was about to lose.

Right at this moment, Deng Fan suddenly used Taiji Fist with softness to counter force, and knocked Mask Woman down to the ground in one move.

The essence of Taiji Fist was "to be gentle but to be strong". It was just like how water was soft and weak, but it also contained a tremendous amount of life force while also possessing boundless explosive potential.

Weak does not equate to weak. Weak and strong can also be transformed into one another.

In order to not hurt his opponent, Deng Fan could only use this method of fighting to get his opponent to retreat.

Mask Woman was obviously not convinced, she crawled back up and continued to attack Deng Fan fiercely.

However, after a few moves, she was defeated again.

What made her angry was that she could not understand how Deng Fan had knocked her down.

He repeated this several times, each time, she would only make a few moves before being knocked to the ground, either lying on the ground or lying down. If not for Deng Fan pulling her back a few times, the number of times she would fall was probably already in the double digits.

Mask Woman already could not remember how many times she had been knocked down, and each failure had caused her to lose her temper.

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore. It's not fun at all!" Mask Woman sat on the ground, slapping the ground while grumbling to Deng Fan, "You only know how to bully people!"

"Don't you see that I have shown mercy?" Deng Fan said.

Mask Woman slowly got up, reached out to take off her mask, and it was Su Xiaobei.

"I knew it was you." Deng Fan saw the true face of the Mask Woman and was not surprised at all. He asked, "Why are you wearing this mask?"

"Because it's fun." Su Xiaobei said.

"You're mimicking a masked assassin?"

"What masked assassin?" Su Xiaobei blinked her eyes in shock.

"Nothing." Deng Fan thought that it was just a coincidence, so he did not bother with the mask anymore. He continued to ask: "Can we go inside the house to talk?"

"Of course you can, I am certain that you are my master, Deng Fan." Su Xiaobei said.

"So you still suspect me." Deng Fan said with some disappointment.

"As soon as we met, you said that you lost your memories. Even I can't remember. It's really hard for me to believe that you're my master." Su Xiaobei said, "But after the test just now, I am a hundred percent sure that you are my master."

"Why are you so sure?" Deng Fan was suddenly a little curious, "Just because I defeated those ten people in one go?"

"This only means that you are a master in martial arts. Just now, when you blocked my kick with a move that was enough to prove that you are the real Deng Fan." Su Xiaobei suddenly blushed a bit, "Only you would do that."

"Is that so?" Deng Fan said thoughtfully, "No wonder I felt that this move was familiar."