Chapter 330 The Fourth Iron Man Pile

Ye Lan chuckled, "Senior Brother Longzhen, it's me."

When Long Zhen saw it was Ye Lan, he felt relieved and punched Ye Lan's chest with his fist.

"You kid, you're so unpredictable, you scared me."

Ye Lan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Longzhen, how are you doing? Is the iron man stake splitter okay?"

Long Zhen glared at him, "How dare you say that!"

"And you can tell by looking at the ground. Brother Li Kong asked me to chop one thousand two hundred times, which means I have to break four iron man stakes. But I have only broken three of them now, and this is the last one. Well, now I don’t know when I can get the last one done.”

"It's all your fault. I'll start eating dinner later, but I won't be able to finish it until eight or nine tonight. I've consumed so much and I'm still hungry. Oh...it's so hard for me."

Ye Lan patted his shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Long Zhen, you have to work hard."

Long Zhen rolled his eyes at him.

"Okay, isn't it the last iron man pile? It's only a matter of time before I finish chopping it."

Ye Lan smiled and said, "I think you are at the end of your strength now."

"My body has obviously reached its limit and I still have to hold on."

Long Zhen spread his hands and said, "What else can I do? This is Senior Brother's order. I must finish it today."

Ye Lan stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Senior brother, give me the wooden sword in your hand."

"what?"

"Don't ask yet, you'll find out later."

Looking at Ye Lan's appearance, Long Zhen whispered, "Mysterious."

Then, he handed the wooden knife into Ye Lan's hand.

Ye Lan clenched the wooden knife in her right hand, and chakra surged crazily in her body.

In one moment, his momentum reached its peak, and in the next moment, he suddenly waved the knife in his hand at the last iron man stake.

The moment the knife and the iron man pile collided, there was a shattering sound.

"Crack!"

The wooden knife broke in response.

Only half of the hilt of the knife was left in Ye Lan's right hand.

The tip of the knife was already broken into pieces.

Long Zhen really didn't understand.

"Junior brother, what are you..."

Just when he was wondering.

The iron man's pile suddenly made a snapping sound.

"Click..."

The cracks on the iron man post instantly spread from his stomach to his entire body.

At this time, Ye Lan took a step forward and patted it gently with his right hand.

The next moment, it seemed that the iron man pile could no longer hold up.

It shattered and fell to the ground with a roar.

Long Zhen stared at this scene with wide eyes.

He looked at Ye Lan and then at the iron man post, his face full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

It took him three hundred blows to chop the iron man stake, but Ye Lan actually left it to pieces in one go? ?

This damn thing is too shocking.

"Junior brother, how on earth did you do it?"

Ye Lan seemed to have expected Long Zhen to ask this question, and just looked at him, smiling without saying a word.

Long Zhen seemed to understand something and suddenly said, "Oh, junior brother, I understand. In fact, you already knew that there was something wrong with the last iron man pile, right?"

Ye Lan rolled his eyes and finally nodded.

It's not necessarily a good thing that Long really thinks that way. Anyway, he doesn't want to reveal his strength too early.

Long Zhen smiled and patted Ye Lan on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, it seems that you have a good sense of proportion. You know that it is impossible for senior brother to chop down four iron man piles in such a short time, so you You asked Senior Brother to punish me by using a cruel trick, right?"