he scene.”The grandson hadn't been found yet, and the eldest son had died again. A formless sense of fear rose from the bottom of her heart, and the words on the phone just now echoed in her ears."Fro...On the sandy beach, 100 sailboats are floating by the shore here, participating in a grand sailing competition. Each boat's sail bears the mark of its competitor.

With a gunshot, numerous competitors spurred their sailboats forward at top speed.

Each athlete's skill level varies; some are as fast as arrows, surging ahead to the front, while others are slower and fall behind.

The 99th sailor was the last one, just as he was struggling to adjust his posture, suddenly he felt light and floated up into the air. Then another figure stepped onto the sailboat, replacing his previous position.

The one who jumped up was Ye Bufan, of course he wouldn't let that speedboat take Alice away.

But with so many people at the seaside, it would be inappropriate for him to fly his sword in public, nor would it be suitable to walk on the waves. Such a spectacle would be too astonishing and out of the ordinary. He could only use this sailboat to chase after the speedboat.

Among the many contestants, two sailboats were in the lead. One was sailed by Murayama Tomoharu from Japan, and the other was sailed by Rodman, a local competitor from the United States.

The two were the strongest and immediately pulled ahead of the other competitors at the start of the competition. Miura Kazuyoshi is even the world record holder for this event.

He was extremely skilled at handling the sailboat, a smug look on his face. He believed defeating Rhodenman was only a matter of time, and the championship of this race would inevitably belong to him.

As a skilled sailor himself, Rodman naturally wouldn't accept defeat. The two were evenly matched in terms of skill, and with the advantage of home waters, he was determined to beat his opponent.

Just as the two were engaged in a silent battle, a shadow suddenly dashed past them, startling them. When they looked again, they saw it was a high-speed sailing boat.

"Uh..."

The two of them were instantly dumbfounded, standing straight on the sailboat, even forgetting they were in a race.

They have been involved in sailing projects for so many years, considering themselves experts, but they had never seen such speed before. Could the other party have installed a motor on their boat

But they could see clearly that the sailboat marked number 90 in front of them was exactly the same as their own, with nothing special about it.

The speed is simply too astonishing. Not to mention one of them, even if their speeds were combined, they wouldn't be as fast.

Ye Bufan completely ignored everyone else. As a Martial Saint,

The mighty one, he could easily manipulate the celestial and earthly energy. The sailboat was practically faster than a boat with an electric engine, racing ahead like lightning towards the speedboat in front.

If he hadn't been afraid of the boat breaking, he could have gone even faster.

There are two people on the speedboat right now. One is a white man guarding Alice, and the other is a tall black man who drove the speedboat to pick them up.

The white man was sitting at the stern of the speedboat, watching as Alicia was escorted. He was taken aback when he saw Ye Bufan maneuvering the sailboat to catch up. He had lived for so long and had never seen a sailboat move so fast.

The big man shouted: "I'm telling you, Lao Hei, how do you operate a boat It can't even compare to a simple sailboat!"

"Impossible, what are you talking about This is a speedboat..."

The Black man was speaking when he looked back and saw a speeding sailboat coming towards him. He was so surprised that his mouth dropped open.

"How is this possible"

He turned the speedboat up to its maximum, reaching 60 kilometers per hour, but even then, the sailboat was getting closer and closer.

"Holy crap, he's a demon."

The Black man roared, snatching a pistol from the captain's hand and tossing it to the white giant.

"Damn it, take him out."

"Dear Ye, you have to be careful, they have guns."

Although Alice had witnessed Ye Bufan's abilities, she still felt a bit nervous with him holding a firearm.

Ye Bufan heard her cry, but he didn't care at all, driving the sailboat closer and closer.

"Stop calling, he has to meet God today."

A white man grabbed the gun, pointed it at Ye Bufan, and pulled the trigger with a fierce expression.

But while speeding, the speedboat kept rocking, and the sailboat was constantly swaying too. His aim wasn't great, so after firing the shot, the bullet went who knows where and missed the target completely.

Damn it!

He roared, firing off shot after shot, emptying the clip, but it was useless.

What surprised him most was that the young people on the sailboat, when they saw him fire his gun, showed no sign of panic at all, not even trying to dodge, as if bullets from his gun were completely incapable of hitting them.

"You are such a waste."

Seeing this scene, the black man set the speedboat to autopilot and then from...

A white man snatched a handgun from someone's hand and pointed it at Ye Bufan, beginning to fire.

In contrast, his marksmanship was somewhat better, but the results were no different. Although two bullets accurately flew towards Ye Bufan, he nimbly maneuvered his sailboat to dodge them first.

"Damn, he's really a devil, like he can dodge bullets."

The black man emptied two magazines in quick succession, then ran out of bullets, his face contorted in terror.

Just then, the sound of an engine came from the sea again. A speedboat was approaching head-on, carrying four people. At the front sat a bald man, and each person held an AK-48 in their hand, looking menacing.

"Great, Baldhead and the others have finally arrived."

After seeing the speedboat, the two white men cheered, then shouted to Ye Bufan: "Damn Chinese, you don't know yet, our mission today is to kill you."

It turns out they were Casiano's people all along. Their only mission was to kill Ye Bufan and bring Alice back.

At this time, the oncoming speedboat had come over, performing a beautiful turn. The two speedboats lined up and stopped side by side.

"Baldhead, why are you just now arriving This guy is creepy; he's actually sailing after us."

"It's alright, catch up. We were about to go look for him anyway."

The bald man looked arrogant, he raised his K48 in his hand, aiming at Ye Bufan. With a smirk on his face, he taunted, "Boy, you can choose, should I blow your head or your balls"

In his eyes, over this vast sea, with an AK-47 in hand, the other party was already a dead man, without a shred of hope left.

"The choice is yours, do you want me to smash your head or your balls"

Ye Bufan maneuvered the sailboat closer and closer, reducing the distance to the two speedboats to just thirty or forty meters.

"Die."

The bald man grinned sinisterly, raising his hand to pull the trigger. Just then, someone hit him hard on the arm, and the AK-48 flew from his grasp, falling into the sea.

"Damn it, shoot him dead."

The bald man was startled and immediately roared at his three subordinates behind him.

At that very moment, Ye Bufan leaped from the sailboat, like a big bird, and rushed towards the two speedboats at an extremely fast speed.

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Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!different from Di Wenyuan's previous Fiery Palm. That was just scorching yang attribute true qi, but the palm of his hand is real fire.This ball of flame was only the size of a basketball and lacked t...