Chapter 272 - Wait a Minute, Bro! (2/2)

Wu Ji gave Meng Fan a chance to catch his breath and stopped suppressing him. He smiled coldly. “Stand up!”

Whoosh!

Meng Fan exhaled a deep breath, stood up, and proceeded to be flipped two more times. His eyes were red. It was too painful!

The handsome long-haired man in front of him was powerful, fast, and his reaction time was terrifying!

He definitely was a scary opponent.

If this guy hadn’t promised to not use any other techniques besides capturing and takedown, Meng Fan would have already swapped out his hat and worn it on his finger.

Meng Fan knew now. If an opponent of this caliber managed to use a joint-lock technique on him, then he would suffer for real.

Of course, Meng Fan could confirm that this guy wasn’t as strong as himself. As long as he could successfully snatch, he might have a chance at winning.

This opponent wasn’t someone that you come by often!

Otherwise, Meng Fan would have given up long ago.

“Come at me!”

Meng Fan wiped his mouth and downed the energy drink he had exchanged. He raised his competitive state to its peak and calmed himself down.

As Wu Ji sprinted towards him, Meng Fan shrinked his body. As Wu Ji was about to change direction, Meng Fan did not try to dodge, but braced the impact with his whole body.

Bang.

The impact on Meng Fan was very powerful. Although he wasn’t able to take him directly, he managed to disrupt Wu Ji’s route. At the same time, he reached out and successfully snatched.

Thump.

Meng Fan’s stance and position did not change as he flipped Wu Ji onto the ground based on his strength alone.

If he had adjusted his position, Meng Fan was worried this guy might have reacted fast enough to counter.

Based on experience, he wouldn’t have been able to beat him.

“This is getting interesting!”

Wu Ji immediately stood up after being thrown to the ground and did not give Meng Fan an opportunity to suppress him. He stood up and dived in right away for a leg-lock takedown.

After successfully taking him down, he tumbled again and reached for Meng Fan’s wrist. But he didn’t reach him in time. Meng Fan, though, managed to snatch right on.

At this moment, Meng Fan was still on the floor. He didn’t care what technique he used. Relying on his strength alone, he rolled over and body slammed Wu Ji.

Thump. It wasn’t a light throw.

After landing on the ground, Wu Ji’s tumble began to slow down.

As he slowed, Meng Fan was able to suppress him and perform the capture technique.

Wu Ji tried to counterattack, but Meng Fan was too strong. He couldn’t match Meng Fan’s hand speed either and wasn’t able to struggle free.

Instinctively, he pulled backwards, breaking free in a sweeping motion.

Lao Hei screamed at this time. “Ji Bro, you used the sweeping technique!”

“Shut up!”

Wu Ji coldly glared at him and stood his ground. He gestured to Meng Fan. “Come and get me.”

Allowing Meng Fan to snatch at him counted as his own punishment for breaking his own “rules.”

After Meng Fan successfully snatched at him, Wu Ji also reached out and snatched. The two held onto each other and confronted each other face to face.

Meng Fan was stronger than Wu Ji, but Wu Ji’s takedown skills were much better than Meng Fan’s.

After several exchanges back and forth, they were in a stalemate. Neither one could flip the other.

They glared at each other, foreheads almost touching.

As they stared, the anger and desire for combat suddenly extinguished from Meng Fan’s eyes, a terrible thought appearing in Meng Fan’s eyes.

My dear god, why do I have a strong urge to kiss him!

Suddenly, Meng Fan released his grip and squirmed away.

“Wait!”

Meng Fan reached out to pause, clutching his head. “Bro, is your last name Wu?”