I am a professional at killing time travelers

Chapter 338 The Names of the Two Sons of Fortune

Ye Fan waved his hand: "Little brother, I have no other intentions. I practice martial arts just to strengthen my body. I compete with others bravely and fiercely."

Zhao Ritian chuckled: "I've heard a lot of high-sounding reasons. Yours is the least original. Are you afraid of me?"

Ye Fan was stunned, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, "How could I, a cultivator, be afraid of you? I have Master Tong, how could I be afraid of you?"

Ye Fan was naked, holding his phone and checking the time: "Well! I'm scared! If you have nothing to do, just leave!"

Zhao Ritian twisted his wrist unwillingly: "As a warrior, you are not the most cowardly one my family has ever seen, but you are the most spineless one!"

Ye Fan glanced at Chen Lei, only to see that Chen Lei looked a little disappointed. He immediately glared at her: "I'm telling you clearly! I'm afraid of beating you to death! Not that I'm afraid of you!"

Zhao Ritian jumped back and immediately took a stance: "You crazy man! How dare you look down on me! You are ready to die!"

Chen Lei's eyes instantly sparkled with stars, and she looked at Zhao Ritian with admiration. Women always admire strong men, even though Zhao Ritian was a little rude and uncultured, and his clothes didn't look like he was rich, but she just thought he was so handsome! She really wanted to give birth to a Zhao Tiantian for him right there.

Ye Fan felt something was wrong when he saw Chen Lei's eyes. I just raised my favorability and you came to mess with me: "Okay, okay! I'll tear your mouth to pieces!"

Zhao Ritian flashed to Ye Fan's chest, a black shadow appeared in his hand, and he punched Ye Fan in the chest.

Ye Fan's body had been cleansed and his physical fitness was very high, but after being hit in the chest with such a solid punch, he also felt his qi flow was not smooth.

Ye Fan raised his leg and kicked Zhao Ritian, sending him flying backwards.

"Master Tong! Am I not a cultivator? How come I can't beat this kid?"

"Ding! You are still a second-level Qi training wretch. It's just that the spiritual energy in your body nourishes your body. The time is too short. Zhao Ritian should be a first-rate warrior, so he can still hurt you! If you don't waste time playing, you can kill this kid with one punch."

Ye Fan was immediately unwilling: "I have already opened a cheat, and the cheat makes me work hard to practice? Am I not worthy of the title of a wall-hanger?"

"Ding! You are the King of Force! Not the Wall Hanger! Your positioning is a bit vague!"

Ye Fan rubbed his chest, his eyes gradually turned cold. Fortunately, he had completed a task two days ago and obtained a boxing technique. Although he had not practiced much, he thought it was enough to deal with the current situation.

"Collapse Mountain Fist!"

Ye Fan roared, and the stone bricks under his feet cracked instantly. The whole person was launched out like a cannonball and punched Zhao Ritian, but Zhao Ritian was not an ordinary person. His whole body was tense with strength, and a phantom like tree bark appeared on his body.

"Willow Armor!"

The fist force collided with the phantom, and a crisp sound suddenly broke out. Zhao Ritian flew backwards and fell into the flower bed. Ye Fan turned around abruptly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Chen Lei: "By the way! I don't even know your name!"

When Chen Lei saw Zhao Ritian being knocked away, she suddenly felt a little flustered. She felt a little disgusted with Ye Fan, who she thought was very good a second ago!

"My personal secretary is here! Talk to her if you have anything to say!"

As Chen Lei spoke, she limped towards the flower bed and looked at Zhao Ritian anxiously.

Zhao Ritian suddenly jumped out of the flower bed, his eyes full of desire to fight, without even looking at Chen Lei beside him: "Okay! What's your name!"

"Ye Fan!"

Chen Lei was a little disappointed, her eyes were red, as if she had been wronged.

"Ye Fan?" Zhao Ritian was stunned, and finally the corners of his mouth kept twitching upwards, as if he had heard a joke.

Ye Fan was a little confused: "What the hell are you doing? What's wrong with my name being Ye Fan?"

Zhao Ritian put one hand on Chen Lei's shoulder and patted his legs with the other hand, trying not to laugh too loudly, but he couldn't stop laughing. The more he tried to hold back, the louder he laughed.

Ye Fan's eyes turned red. He felt jealous when he saw Zhao Ritian and Chen Lei being so close. Ye Fan hardened his fist and pounded his tendons. The blue veins on his arms kept twisting and winding.

After a while, Zhao Ritian laughed a little, and then he whispered to Chen Lei beside him: "He said his name is Ye Fan! Don't you think it's funny?"

Chen Lei shook her head shyly. She couldn't understand Zhao Ritian's funny point, but for some reason, she was willing to listen at this moment.

Zhao Ritian whispered to Chen Lei, but his voice could be heard clearly by the people watching the fun: "Isn't Ye Fan the most common name of the male protagonist in the novels about sons-in-law? In this era, what's the difference between being named Ye Fan and being called Sha 13? Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter!"

Ye Fan was stunned and laughed out loud: "Hahaha! You are the only one who is laughing at me? Brother Ritian! Have you ever respected the sky?"

Zhao Ritian was immediately displeased when he heard Ye Fan mocking his name: "What the hell are you talking about? What's wrong with my name being Ritian! My master hopes that I will be very successful in the future! What's wrong with my name being Zhao Ritian?"

Ye Fan laughed so hard that tears came out: "What else? Why don't you call yourself Long Aotian? And why don't you call yourself Ritian? Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter!"

Zhao Ritian's face fell all of a sudden: "I tell you, you can call me an idiot, but you can't call me Long Aotian! You have already chosen your own death!"

Zheng Qiu looked at the two people below with a speechless face: "What are they doing? Shouldn't their main purpose now be to compete for the lucky heroine? What on earth do they want to do?"

At this moment, a man with golden luck bursting out of his body was hiding in the crowd watching the excitement outside. Zheng Qiu was suddenly shocked: "Two sons of luck? This Ye Fan is really useless! I'd better look for another one!"

Zhao Ritian suddenly leaped up and used the Black Tiger Heart-Reaching Technique to grab Ye Fan again. Ye Fan was not willing to be outdone. A ball of spiritual energy flashed in his hand and collided with Zhao Ritian.

Chen Lei was shocked. She couldn't bear to see Zhao Ritian get hurt again. She didn't care about the pain in her ankle and ran between the two men. "Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Ye Fan and Zhao Ritian were already so angry that they couldn't hear what Chen Lei was saying. They just kept trying to push each other away.

At this moment, a figure walked out from the crowd. He was wearing a neat suit, black sunglasses on his face, and had a shiny backcombed hair. Two strands of dragon whiskers naturally hung down to the side of his eyebrows.

He took three steps to the Ice City and two steps to the Sky. He stepped forward and grabbed the wrists of the two men. With a little force from his arms, he pulled Ye Fan and Zhao Ritian apart. In the stunned eyes of the two men, he smiled calmly.

“My two brothers, a duel should be limited to a certain point. You two brothers are not mediocre people, so why don’t you give me, Long Aotian, some face!”

Ye Fan and Zhao Ritian were startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter together.

Zhao Ritian hit Ye Fan on the shoulder with one arm: "Did you hear him say his name?"

Ye Fan also laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back: "I heard it!"

Zhao Ritian imitated Long Aotian's tone and said, "You two brothers are not mediocre people. Why don't you give this idiot some face? Hahaha!"