The strongest god selection system

Chen Fan was calm and unhurried, as if he was playing with a child, he said at this moment:
"If I make a move, you won't even have the chance to make a move."

"Hehe." A sneer suddenly sounded from around.

"I have seen someone who is arrogant, but I have never seen someone who is so arrogant. Who does he think he is? He really thinks that he is the great master of Wing Chun."

"Indeed, if you are afraid, you will be afraid. Just say it clearly, and we will not do anything to you. At most, we will drive you out and prevent you from joining the martial arts association."

"what!"

However, a sneer sounded just now, and everyone couldn't help being startled for a moment.

Everyone's eyes widened involuntarily. Looking at the sudden scene in front of them, they couldn't believe what they saw.

"how can that be!"

"How could such a thing happen?"

"This……"

Everyone was muttering to themselves subconsciously, their eyes widened as if they were protruding.

Indeed, Chen Fan finally made a move, the moment Zhou Yang punched him.

From everyone's point of view, this fist was very powerful, and it should be no surprise that Chen Fan was sent flying with one fist.

But in the end, when Chen Fan made a move and stretched out his palm, he directly grabbed Zhou Yang's fist.

There was a click, and it sounded at that moment.

"Ah..." A cry of pain also came from Zhou Yang's mouth.

With a swipe, everyone could clearly see that Zhou Yang's face was as pale as snow at this moment, and a layer of sweat rolled down his forehead in an instant, which was very obvious.

What this means, everyone will naturally know clearly at the first time.

This shows that the strength in Chen Fan's hands is abnormally strong, not only that, but Chen Fan's reaction is also extraordinary.

"It hurts. It hurts to death. Let go, let go." Zhou Yang endured the sharp pain in his fist, gritted his teeth, and said angrily at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan said indifferently: "Admitted or not!"

Zhou Yang still gritted his teeth: "I'm going to die of pain, you let go, you let me go right away."

Chen Fan still only had one sentence: "Are you convinced?"

"Second senior brother told you to let go, don't you understand human speech?" The people around were suddenly angry and shouted.

Suddenly, a total of five or six people rushed towards Chen Fan, all looking aggressive.

Chen Fan stood still, his palm did not let go of Zhou Yan's fist.

Then, when these six people rushed over, they struck out with one hand, forcing them all to be knocked out.

The six people stepped back and stepped back, and they didn't stop until their backs were close to the wall.

Naturally, when they looked at Chen Fan in unison, they seemed to be subconsciously filled with shock and horror.

fast.

Chen Fan's instant shot was so fast that they had no time to react, and they were hit by Chen Fan's palm.

From their point of view, the force of the palm that hit them was really too strong, so strong that they seemed to lose control of their own bodies, and kept retreating continuously.

I'm afraid that if he hadn't touched the wall, he would have sat down on the ground directly.

Looking at Chen Fan, it seemed that he was still standing there, and he still did not let go of Zhou Yang's fist.

The appearance of such a scene was also the involuntary shock of seeing Zhou Yang.

At this time, Chen Fan's eyes slowly swept over everyone. There were about five or sixty people here, and he said, "Let's go together. Today, I will give a lesson to all of you, so that you can see what is Real kung fu, what is real Wing Chun..."

"Huh," first a cold snort came out of Zhang Xudong's mouth: "Since you have said so, there is no reason for us not to fulfill you. If you can really defeat us all at once, great , then we will obey you and admit that you are the vice president of the martial arts association, otherwise, you will go back wherever you came from, and everyone will fight with me."

Zhang Xudong was so aggressive that he first rushed towards Chen Fan, swept his legs, and went straight towards Chen Fan.

At the same time, these five or sixty people all rushed in front of Chen Fan, and some of them were very insidious, secretly holding their weapons in their hands and hitting Chen Fan.

Such a scene has never happened in the martial arts association, and this is indeed the first time.

Both Jerry Yan and Lin Feng couldn't help seeing their blood surge up, and they couldn't wait to join in.

But the two of them knew very well that even if the two of them joined in, they still couldn't be Chen Fan's opponents.

The great master of Wing Chun is not just bragging.

They knew that even if there were another 200 people to besiege Chen Fan like this, they still couldn't be Chen Fan's opponent.

Soon, the facts proved that the guess of the two of them was not wrong at all.

"Ah ah ah..."

Amidst bursts of screams, these Martial Arts Association disciples didn't even touch a piece of Chen Fan's clothes. They were either sent flying by Chen Fan's palm or kicked directly.

In just over ten seconds in the blink of an eye, all these people fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Even Zhang Xudong is no exception.

Even, Chen Fan deliberately increased his strength, and directly hit Zhang Xudong's body with his palm, making Zhang Xudong feel a rush of Qi and blood in his chest, and he almost spurted blood directly.

When Zhang Xudong stood firm, he glanced around and saw that everyone had fallen directly to the ground.

On the other hand, Chen Fan was still standing there, as if he didn't even move his position, with one hand still holding Zhou Yang's fist.

At this moment, Zhou Yang was already stunned, and he didn't feel the sharp pain on his fist at all.

He just looked at Chen Fan with a dumbfounded look, and there was only one sentence that echoed in his mind for a while:

"Master, this is definitely a master among the masters. It's amazing, it's simply too powerful. He did it. Those killers must be the one who did it."

At this time, Zhou Yang looked at Chen Fan with an involuntary look of admiration.

You know, in terms of age, he looks four or five years older than Chen Fan.

But Chen Fan's kung fu is so powerful, it opened his eyes.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced." At this time, before Chen Fan could speak, Zhou Yang had already said it repeatedly.