Chapter 1475 [1475] Speak with your fists!

"He just said that his skills are only one tenth of Ye Feng's. Is that true?"

"This skill is only one-tenth of what it was. How powerful must Ye Feng be? It's impossible..."

Everyone was shocked by the unique skills displayed by Achan.

Being able to peel off the shell of a raw egg in such a short time without damaging the egg at all is simply unheard of.

Even Jinshan was secretly frightened.

He has always been very confident in his skills and feels that even if he looks at the whole country, his strength is enough to rank among the best.

It was not until this moment that he realized what it meant that there are always people better than you and there are always mountains better than you.

He couldn't do it with just the unique skill that Achan showed.

Ah Chan deliberately took the raw egg and shook it in front of him, "Look carefully, this is a real egg."

After saying that, he took the glass in front of Jinshan and squeezed it gently, and the egg yolk inside broke out and flowed into the glass.

Jinshan felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped in the face.

As the famous Jiangzuo thief king, he was now defeated by an unknown person who came out of nowhere using the method he was best at.

If you don't get back at square one quickly, all your fame will be wasted.

"Mr. Ye really came prepared. He invited such a master. I really misjudged him. I lost this round." He acted frank and generous, with a bit of the bearing of a master.

"Then I'll give in."

Achan clasped his fists towards him, but his eyes were still full of contempt.

He doesn't take anyone seriously except Ye Feng.

And he does have the capital.

Jinshan lost the game right at the start, which made everyone present feel ashamed.

He knew that if he did not use his best skills, not only would he lose the chance to enter the tomb, but he would also lose his title as the King of Thieves of Jiangzuo.

"Let's compete in the second round - fists and kicks. When we are in the martial arts world, besides the ability to make a living, we also need to be strong in fists and kicks, otherwise we will die quickly."

Jinshan said, clasping his fists towards Ah Chan, "Now, let me learn a little bit about your fist and kick skills. Excuse me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward without giving Achan time to prepare.

There was less than one meter between the two of them, and Achan was caught off guard and was immediately hit by him.

Yu Fengsheng immediately slammed the table and stood up, "Since we want to compete, we should do it openly. What kind of skill is a sneak attack?"

The leader of the theft gang immediately came to Jin Shan's defense, "This isn't considered a sneak attack, right? Uncle Jin already said that the second round would be a fist fight, how can this be considered a sneak attack?"

"Yeah, when you're walking in the underworld, who would discuss it with you before taking action? If you want to blame someone, you can only blame him for not being alert enough."

"That's right, Uncle Jin's approach is completely reasonable..."

The result of this competition is directly related to whether they can obtain information about the tomb, so they don’t care about falling out with Yu Fengsheng.

As long as you can win, what does it matter if you have to use some shameless means?
This kind of thing poses no psychological burden to these thieves.

Yu Fengsheng wanted to continue arguing, but Ye Feng next to her waved at her.

There is no point in reasoning with a bunch of thieves. If they were reasonable, they wouldn't steal.

There is only one way to deal with these people.

That's speaking with fists!

This Jinshan's strength is probably in the late Ming Jin stage.

This kind of strength is already rare among a group of thieves.

No wonder he could become the thief king of Jiangzuo. Not only was his stealing skills superb, but his martial arts were also so powerful.

Ye Feng had not expected this.

Actually, Ah Chan's strength was not weak, he was also at the middle stage of Ming Jin. Moreover, his body movements were very flexible, much stronger than the average middle stage of Ming Jin.

If it is a normal battle, although it may not be a match for Kingsoft, it can at least last more than ten minutes.

However, since he had lost the initiative and the space in the box was limited, he was unable to make full use of his flexibility and his strength was greatly reduced.

The two men had been fighting for less than two minutes, but Ah Chan was already in a precarious situation.

Finally, he was hit on the left shoulder by Jinshan's tiger-shaped punch, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"stop!"

Jinshan was about to deliver another punch.

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly spoke up to stop them.

"brush……"

Jinshan's fist just stopped at Acan's face. If it had moved an inch forward, his nose would have collapsed.

"Thank you." Jinshan stretched out his hand to Acan with a victorious smile on his face.

Ah Chan opened his hand, stood up and walked to Ye Feng, showing a look of shame, "I'm sorry Mr. Ye, I... I lost."

Although he was defeated so quickly, it was due to Jinshan's sudden attack and also because the venue was too small and he could not display his full strength.

But no matter what the reason is, losing is losing, and no matter how much you say, it’s useless.

Mr. Ye gave him such an important task, but he lost. He was so ashamed.

Ye Feng slowly stood up and patted his shoulder, "You have done very well."

When Ah Chan heard his encouragement, he felt even more ashamed and lowered his head without saying a word.

Ye Feng turned and looked at Jin Shan, "You win this round."

"it is good……"

There was an immediate burst of applause at the scene, and everyone looked excited, feeling that the tomb was waving to them.

Jinshan originally thought that Ye Feng would still argue with him about the sneak attack, but when he heard him admit defeat so readily, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since Mr. Ye has admitted defeat, please tell us the information about the tomb."

When he said this, his voice trembled a little, and he was obviously very excited.

According to information previously revealed by the Black Mountain Alliance, this tomb is most likely Xiang Yu's.

Who is Xiang Yu? He is the King of Chu who will be remembered forever.

There must be a lot of priceless treasures in his tomb.

As long as they can successfully open this tomb, my descendants will probably live in wealth and prosperity.

Seeing that such a huge fortune was about to come into his hands, he couldn't help but be excited.

Since he was already like this, let alone the others, they all looked at Ye Feng with anticipation.

"I think we need to have one more try." Facing everyone's hopeful gazes, Ye Feng suddenly made a suggestion.

"What do you mean? Do you want to go back on your word?" Jinshan's face darkened and he looked angry.

Ye Feng smiled and waved his hands, "Uncle Jin misunderstood, I don't mean to regret it. It's just that you and I won one each in these two competitions, how do we count? Only by adding another competition can we decide the winner."

Jinshan frowned and thought for a moment, and felt that what he said made sense, "Then how do you want to add the test?"

Ye Feng pointed at the eggs on the table and said, "Peel the eggs..."

"Still want to compete in peeling eggs? You..." Jinshan was about to refuse subconsciously. He had already lost the egg peeling competition just now, and he would definitely lose if he competed again.

At this time, Ye Feng continued to explain, "Peel the eggs while practicing fists and kicks."

(End of this chapter)