Wang Fan knew in his heart that this was by no means a simple test, but perhaps there was a deeper consideration behind it.
Wang Fan did not respond immediately, but turned his head slightly to look at Lie Yan.
Lie Yan frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and embarrassment. He clearly hadn't expected the situation to develop this way.
But he quickly regained his composure, nodded slightly to Wang Fan, and conveyed reassurance and trust in his eyes, as if to say...
I believe in you, just go for it.
Seeing Lie Yan's signal, Wang Fan felt reassured.
He took a step forward, his expression calm, and his gaze swept over the faces of everyone present before he slowly said, "Since you all want to see, then I will grant your wish."
After speaking, Wang Fan's lips curled into a mocking smile. He looked directly at the general and asked, "Brother, what do you think we should do? Should we compare strength, martial arts skills, or do you have any other suggestions?"
The general felt a chill run down his spine under Wang Fan's direct gaze.
But he remained defiant, coughing twice before saying, "Hmph, don't let my size fool you, I have some strength in this Land of Fire."
"I've heard that you are the master of the Snow Soul Ice Nest, so your strength must be extraordinary. I won't take advantage of you, so I'll have a one-on-one match with you, so that everyone can see whether you are qualified to fight alongside us."
"I am skilled in close combat. If you can withstand ten moves from me, you will win, and from then on, no one in the Land of Fire will dare to question you."
Wang Fan sneered inwardly. This fat general seemed to be proposing a fair competition.
In reality, he wanted to use his own advantages to quickly end the battle in close combat.
But Wang Fan, skilled and daring, fearlessly replied, "Alright, since you've set the rules, let's begin."
"However, if I win, you will have to apologize to me and my companions in front of everyone in this council chamber."
The general nodded without hesitation: "It's a deal!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his foot, causing the ground to crack instantly, and he charged towards Wang Fan like a cannonball.
A huge battle axe appeared in his hand at some unknown time, with flames burning on its blade.
With a scorching heat, it slashed down fiercely towards Wang Fan's head.
This axe blow was powerful and heavy, and the air was filled with a "whooshing" sound, which shows how powerful it was.
Wang Fan remained calm and unhurried, lightly touching the ground with his feet.
He gracefully retreated, easily dodging the fierce attack.
The general missed his attack and immediately turned around.
Then came a series of swift attacks, the battle axe dancing like a whirlwind.
Flames flew everywhere as the axe blade was swung, turning the surrounding ground red-hot.
Wang Fan moved freely amidst the storm of attacks, seemingly in great danger, but in reality, he handled them with ease.
He secretly pondered to himself that he should give this arrogant general a good thrashing.
Wang Fan pretended to be unable to dodge in time and staggered to the side.
Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the general's eyes.
Thinking he had a chance, he launched an even fiercer attack, charging forward with the swing of his battle axe.
Just when the general thought victory was in his grasp.
Wang Fan's lips curled up slightly as he seized the opportunity, just as the general was about to approach.
Suddenly, he squatted down quickly, while extending one leg.
The general was attacking with all his might when Wang Fan suddenly pulled this move.
Before he could stop in time, he was tripped by Wang Fan's leg and fell with a "plop".
He lunged forward and fell face-first into the mud.
The battle axe flew out of his hand and landed with a thud not far away.
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present for a moment, and then they burst into laughter.
The general's face turned bright red, a mixture of shame and anger.
Struggling to get up from the ground, he glared fiercely at Wang Fan: "How dare you cheat!"
Wang Fan shrugged innocently: "I didn't. It was just improvisation on the battlefield."
"Didn't you just say that real combat is where the true test is? In a real battle, no one will warn you what your opponent might do."
"What, you're getting angry after just one move? There are still nine moves to go."
The general gritted his teeth, feeling angry but speechless.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and picked up the battle axe again.
This time, he dared not underestimate his opponent and cautiously approached Wang Fan.
His eyes were full of vigilance, and his steps became much more steady, clearly afraid that Wang Fan would use some "dirty tricks" again.
Seeing this, Wang Fan chuckled inwardly, but dared not be careless.
After all, although this general was arrogant, his strength was not to be underestimated.
The general gripped his battle axe tightly again, slowly pacing around Wang Fan, his eyes revealing a hint of caution and resentment.
Suddenly, he shouted and stomped his feet on the ground, charging towards Wang Fan again.
This time, his attack was more deliberate, the battle axe whistling as it swept horizontally toward Wang Fan's waist.
Wang Fan stood still without dodging, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
Just as the battle axe was about to sweep across him, Wang Fan suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the axe blade with lightning speed.
The scorching flames licked at Wang Fan's palms, but he didn't even flinch, as if the flames couldn't hurt him at all.
When the general saw that Wang Fan dared to grab the axe blade with his bare hands, he was startled and instinctively tried to pull the battle axe back.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the battle axe seemed to be welded to Wang Fan's hand and remained motionless.
Wang Fan sneered and suddenly exerted force in his arm.
The general felt an overwhelming force coming from the handle of his axe.
He was completely unable to resist, and Wang Fan lifted him high up, axe and all.
Wang Fan tossed the general around in the air as if he were a chick.
Everyone around was stunned; no one had expected Wang Fan's power to be so terrifying.
The general shouted in terror in mid-air, but the battle axe had long since lost its threat.
Wang Fan raised his arm and threw the general far away.
With a loud thud, the general crashed to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. His battle axe flew far away from his hand.
The entire arena fell silent; everyone was so shocked by Wang Fan's astonishing power that they were speechless.
After a long while, a burst of enthusiastic applause erupted.
Wang Fan clapped his hands, looked at the general lying on the ground, and said calmly, "With this little strength, you dare to question me?"
The general was filled with shame and tried to struggle to his feet.
But then I thought, if I got up, I would inevitably have to apologize in public, and I really couldn't bear that embarrassment.
So he closed his eyes, pretended to faint, and lay stiffly on the ground without moving.
Seeing this, the people around looked at each other, and for a moment the scene became somewhat awkward.
Lie Yan frowned slightly, stepped forward, gently kicked the general, and called out, "Yan Feng, stop pretending and get up quickly."
But Yan Feng seemed to have truly fainted, showing no reaction whatsoever.
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