Wang Long and Wang Hu breathed heavily.
They had long since regarded the Burning-Heart Scarlet-Blood Grass as their own.
Then Ye Fan moved.
With a flick of his hand and a surge of force, he collected the spiritual herb, along with a small clump of soil beneath its roots, into the Immortal Ruins Fragment space.
"Hmm?"
Wang Long and Wang Hu's expressions changed.
You brat, how dare you!
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the enraged Wang Long and Wang Hu attacked Ye Fan from the left and right.
"Get lost!"
Ye Fan thrust out both palms as though swatting two flies.
Boom! Boom!
In an instant.
His palms collided head-on with the brothers' fists, which had been aimed directly at the vital points around Ye Fan's body!
Crack! Crack!
Clear sounds of breaking bones rang out from where fists and palms collided.
"Argh! Argh!"
Like starving tigers pouncing on prey one moment, in the next.
Wang Long and Wang Hu, both at the peak of the Demigod realm, flew away like kites with severed strings.
As for the hands they had used to attack Ye Fan, they bent at grotesque angles.
Broken bone shards tore through flesh as blood trickled down.
Pain, disbelief, and even intense regret filled their faces.
They had already gathered information on the geniuses listed on the Trial Heavenly Ranking.
This brat had not been among them at all.
Yet.
He was absurdly strong.
"Run, run."
Wang Long and Wang Hu knew they had encountered a tough opponent and immediately wanted to flee.
"You can leave, but leave your points behind."
Ye Fan's cold voice rang out.
These Wang Long and Wang Hu brothers really were useless.
He had used less than ten percent of his strength and had easily crippled them.
And they had dared