Chapter 353: Collapse of Fifth Brother
Yang Yifan is an ancient martial artist, while Su Qiang is just an ordinary person. At the moment, Yang Yifan's hands are wrapped with powerful energy. If he really touches Su Qiang, he will forget about getting Su Qiang's hand.

Yang Yifan was indeed intending to cripple Su Qiang's hand, but he didn't expect that he would be stopped, and the person who stopped him was Ye Muxing.

Yang Yifan was very surprised, but he was not surprised that Ye Muxing stopped him, but that Ye Muxing actually succeeded in stopping him.

He is a fifth-rank ancient warrior of Juechen.

How could an ordinary person like Ye Muxing successfully stop...

No, Ye Muxing is not an ordinary person.

Realizing this, Yang Yifan looked at Ye Muxing fiercely, "You, you practiced ancient martial arts?"

When Yang Yifan said this, everyone else was surprised, especially Su Qiang and his friends. They were even more surprised than others.

After all, they spent every day with Ye Muxing, yet they had never noticed that Ye Muxing was practicing ancient martial arts.

When did it start?
Ye Muxing didn't have time to pay attention to their doubts, as he and Yang Yifan had already started fighting.

While attacking Ye Muxing, Yang Yifan said viciously: "I want to see how powerful you can become in more than three months."

After all, Ye Muxing had only been practicing for more than three months. Although he had good talent, excellent skills, and had swallowed the marrow cleansing pill, his practice speed could be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds, but the short time of practice could not make up for it.

Until now, he was only a third-grade ancient warrior at the subtle realm.

Compared with Yang Yifan, who is at the fifth level of the Juechen Realm, it is like an egg hitting a stone.

So, after just two moves, Ye Muxing was at a disadvantage.

When Su Qiang and others saw this, they became anxious and could only surround Fan Shixiang and ask him to find a solution.

Fan Shixiang had no other choice, so he called their team's coach and the person in charge of the training camp.

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[Alarm, alarm! The villain Ye Muxing is in danger of death. Please modify the derivative plot immediately.]

[Plot: The gap in strength between the two sides was too great. After Ye Muxing realized that he had no chance of winning, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

Yang Yifan was soft-hearted, and when he saw him begging for mercy, he stopped.

Unexpectedly, Ye Muxing had vicious intentions. He took advantage of Yang Yifan's unpreparedness and launched a sneak attack, intending to cripple Yang Yifan's hand.

Fortunately, Yang Yifan reacted quickly and disabled Ye Muxing's hands. 】

Ye Fushu was sitting in meditation in a grove of trees in a cemetery when the system's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

The plot modification function has not been triggered for more than three months, and Ye Fushu thought that the modification function was gone.

Unexpectedly, it was triggered today.

Ye Fushu took a quick glance and made some changes.

After reading the words she modified, the system was silent, [Will you really not take care of Fifth Brother's mood? ]

[It's good enough to save his hand, why bother to care about his mood.] Ye Fushu added, [Enlarge the screen so I can take a closer look.]

The system was speechless, but it did it.

Although Fan Shixiang called the coach and the person in charge, it took time for them to get here.

But Ye Muxing may not be able to hold on until they arrive.

Therefore, Fan Shixiang and the other three looked at the two people who were still fighting with nervous faces. They were already prepared. If Yang Yifan showed any signs of using heavy force, they would rush forward.

Ye Muxing had no idea what they were thinking.

All he knew was that a very strong thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "He can't win."

This thought circled around in his mind like a spell and he couldn't get rid of it.

When he finally got rid of this thought, he suddenly had the urge to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Crazy?
Ask him to kneel down and beg for mercy? How is that possible? Even if he died, he would never...

"thump"

Before Ye Muxing could fully form his thoughts, his legs went soft and he suddenly knelt on the ground.

However, he reacted quickly, propped up one leg, and knelt on one knee. Seeing him like this, Yang Yifan suddenly stopped, and he laughed arrogantly, "Why did you suddenly kneel down? You know you can't win, and you want to beg for mercy?"

Ye Muxing wanted to get up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up. He had no choice but to raise his head, and then spat at him with a cold face.

He didn't say anything because he was afraid that if he spoke, he would express the impulse in his heart that he couldn't suppress.

Ye Muxing felt that this was very evil, but also very familiar.

In his previous life, every time he wanted to do something bad to Yang Yifan, every time he wanted to defeat Yang Yifan, an inexplicable restriction would appear.

He will never be able to defeat Yang Yifan and will never be able to really hurt Yang Yifan.

Ye Muxing thought that this must be the shackles of fate.

Before, Yang Yifan was defeated by him once because of a person who appeared out of nowhere, and he and his teammates regrouped.

He thought that the shackles of fate had been broken.

But now it seems that it is not the case.

So, in his next life, can he only repeat the mistakes of his previous life?
The more Ye Muxing thought about it, the uglier his expression became.

Suddenly, he felt the restrictions on his body disappear, and he subconsciously stood up. However, before he could fully stand up, he heard the exclamations of Su Qiang and the other three, "Be careful!"

As the four people screamed, Yang Yifan pounced towards Ye Muxing with a ferocious face.

Then, he grabbed Ye Muxing's hand and began to lick it frantically.

Ye Muxing:?!
Fuck! Again!

Ye Muxing still remembered that the last time Yang Yifan attacked him, he suddenly withdrew his hand and licked his hand wildly.

It made him feel sick.

I washed it countless times afterwards and the skin was almost rubbed off.

He didn't expect that more than three months later, Yang Yifan would still use this trick.

Is he sick?

Ye Muxing was not the only one who thought that Yang Yifan had a problem. Su Qiang and the other four, as well as Yang Yifan's teammates, all thought that Yang Yifan had some serious illness.

No, it must be some perverted fetish.

Seeing him licking Ye Muxing's hand frantically, no matter how Ye Muxing pulled back, he kept pursuing him. The people standing by all shuddered and felt goose bumps all over their bodies.

"Yang Yifan, you are sick."

"Get out of here!"

Ye Muxing tried to pull his hand back many times but failed, and could only curse.

"Ye Muxing, you're the one who's sick, you're...hiss hiss to me..." Before he could finish his words, Yang Yifan licked Ye Muxing twice again.

Ye Muxing:!

Ah! I'm dirty! I'm dirty! Someone come and save me!

"What on earth did you do to me? Hiss, hiss..."

"It was like this last time, and it's like this again! Hiss, hiss..."

"I'm not done with you! Hiss, hiss..."

Yang Yifan grabbed Ye Muxing's hand and licked it wildly. Everyone tried to pull him away, but he was an ancient martial artist, and no one could pull him away even with their combined efforts.

When the coaches of both teams and Mr. Mou, the person in charge of training, arrived at the scene, what they saw was this scene of "human tug of war".

Both teams stood behind their captains and tried their best to pull to the sides.

The captains of the two teams, one had a look of despair on his face, while the other also had a look of despair on his face, but was also a little irritable and angry. He was grabbing the other captain's hand and licking it wildly.

The three were stunned when they saw this scene.