Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

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"Fine, if it's a challenge you want, a challenge you'll get!" Ye Fan stepped forward, holding back his laughter.

Seeing Ye Fan step up, Wang Zhe waved his hand and commanded, "Everyone, step back and clear the area!"

"Hurry, hurry, make some space!"

Realizing that Wang Zhe was serious about fighting Ye Fan, the crowd quickly moved back, clearing out an area for them.

Once everyone had retreated, Wang Zhe locked his gaze onto Ye Fan and said, "Boy, you'd better mentally prepare yourself, so you won't cry when I start beating you!"

Rip!

As he spoke, Wang Zhe viciously tore off his shirt, revealing eight-pack abs on his chest.

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Seeing the eight-pack abs on Wang Zhe, which looked full of power, many of the female actors in the crowd had their eyes sparkling.

It had to be said that, with good looks and eight-pack abs, Wang Zhe was indeed very tempting to some of the female actors on the set.

"Just for show!" Ye Fan sneered.

Wang Zhe's face darkened as he said, "Just for show? Hmph, you'll soon learn what terror is once I make my move!"

His family from the Imperial Capital, the Wang Family, was a Martial Arts Family. His father, Wang Xin, used to be the country's top action star before he got older and transitioned into a big-time director in the entertainment industry. Surprisingly, since his father became a director, his career became even smoother.

Nowadays, his father had a lot of resources in the entertainment industry at his disposal. If his father wanted, making an artist famous was a piece of cake.

Because the Imperial Capital Wang Family was a Martial Arts Family, his father, Wang Xin, had taught him martial arts from a young age. Unfortunately, Wang Zhe had been dazzled by the worldly pleasures and hadn't practiced diligently. Even so, Wang Zhe had reached the level of an Ancient Martial Artist. Although he was far from the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, his skills as an Ancient Martial Artist were more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

"All right! Then allow me to properly experience your skills!" Ye Fan said with a light chuckle.

Whoom!!!

The next moment, Wang Zhe released the aura of an Ancient Martial Artist from within, shocking the crowd around them.

"An Ancient Martial Artist, that's the aura of an Ancient Martial Artist. I didn't expect Young Master Wang to be one—he's dangerous. That guy Ye Fan is in trouble!"

"Damn! He really is an Ancient Martial Artist. It's said that they're one in ten thousand, stronger than even special forces. If Ye Fan isn't skilled enough, he might really get knocked down by Wang Zhe!"

"You might not know, but Wang Zhe's father, Wang Xin, is a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Given that he is the son of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it's not surprising that Wang Zhe could become an Ancient Martial Artist!"

Since some people in the crowd knew the Imperial Capital Wang Family was a Martial Arts Family, Wang Zhe revealing his Ancient Martial Artist strength did not cause too much surprise.

"Not bad!" Director Liu Ce nodded in satisfaction.

If Wang Zhe was an Ancient Martial Artist and was going to play a bodyguard in a scene that involved a heroic rescue, it would make the act look much more natural.

At the same time, Liu Ce was also looking forward to Ye Fan's performance.

If Ye Fan could defeat Wang Zhe, he would use Ye Fan without hesitation.

The Little Queen Wei Ziyi turned to Ye Fan and said, "Brother Ye Fan, don't hold back in the fight later. Teach him a lesson and show him that people shouldn't be so arrogant!"

"Understood!" Ye Fan gave Wei Ziyi a reassuring look.

"Dammit!"

Seeing Wei Ziyi cheering for Ye Fan, Wang Zhe was thunderously furious. He glared at Ye Fan and said while warming up, "Kid, are you ready? I'm about to make my move!"

"Come on!" Ye Fan gestured to Wang Zhe with a beckoning hand.

"Die!"

Whoosh—

Seeing that Ye Fan was ready, Wang Zhe let out a fierce roar. His entire body shot towards Ye Fan like a sharp arrow.

Fast, incredibly fast.

Wang Zhe's speed was like that of a cheetah on the grassland—in the blink of an eye, he had pounced right in front of Ye Fan.

Confronting Ye Fan, Wang Zhe didn't hold back in the slightest. He had already harbored a Killing Intent, deciding to go all out and obliterate Ye Fan on the spot.

Even if he killed Ye Fan today in the Central Plains Film and Television City, a simple call to his father, along with spending a few hundred thousand, could easily settle the matter.

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Daring to compete with me, Wang Zhe, for a woman, daring to cause me embarrassment—you truly deserve an unforgivable punishment.

Therefore, Wang Zhe came with a ferocious momentum, intending to blast Ye Fan to death with a single punch.

"Such incredible speed! As expected of an Ancient Martial Artist, Young Master Wang is too fierce!"

"Yeah, you guys look, that guy is totally scared stiff by Young Master Wang. Can't he even take one move from him?"

"Normal, once an Ancient Martial Artist makes a move, it's like thunder and lightning, ordinary people can't react at all! I thought this guy was a super expert, but turns out he's just a little rookie!"

Seeing that Ye Fan remained indifferent to Wang Zhe's approach, many actors on set started to scoff, believing Ye Fan incapable of withstanding Wang Zhe's fierce attack.

"Why isn't he fighting back?"

Director Liu Ce frowned when he saw that Ye Fan didn't even budge.

Ye Fan was someone recommended to him by the Little Queen, Wei Ziyi. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so weak that he couldn't withstand a single hit!

Only Wei Ziyi wasn't anxious, because she understood Ye Fan all too well. The reason Ye Fan wasn't fighting back was mostly because he planned to play the pig to eat the tiger.

"Kid, die for me!"

In the instant that he neared Ye Fan, Wang Zhe clenched his fist and violently smashed it towards Ye Fan.

"Slow! Way too slow!"

Seeing Wang Zhe charge at him, Ye Fan shook his head in disappointment.

Right when Wang Zhe's fist was about to land, Ye Fan twisted his body and elegantly dodged Wang Zhe's swift strike.

"He dodged it?"

His killing punch avoided, Wang Zhe was seething with rage.

Just now, he thought Ye Fan had been intimidated by his imposing aura, not expecting that Ye Fan was making a fool out of him.

Ye Fan continued to evaluate, "With your little skills, you barely qualify as half an Ancient Martial Artist. If it were a normal Ancient Martial Artist, they probably would have knocked you down in two or three moves. Seems like your old man didn't skimp on feeding you medicines! Too bad though, even with the drugs, it's just a waste!"

From Wang Zhe's move, it was evident that he probably had taken a lot of potent medicinal supplements to barely break through his own limits.

"You're talking bullshit!" Wang Zhe roared furiously.

With that said, Wang Zhe violently kicked towards Ye Fan.

Of course, what Ye Fan said was correct. His father, Wang Xin, had mentioned before that his talent wasn't bad and if he practiced martial arts diligently, he would be able to break through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm sooner or later.

However, Wang Zhe had been indolent since childhood, obsessed with women in his teenage years, which led to his failure to make any progress in martial arts.

Seeing his son like this, Wang Xin was frustrated but still hopeful. After all, Wang Zhe was his son. To improve Wang Zhe's strength, Wang Xin had purchased many medicinal supplements, managing to just barely elevate Wang Zhe's strength to that of an Ancient Martial Artist.

Regrettably, Wang Zhe's status as an Ancient Martial Artist wasn't achieved through his own breakthrough, so he was only half-baked, unable to compare with a genuine Ancient Martial Artist.

Nevertheless, even so, Wang Zhe's martial abilities were extraordinary, and a common martial arts master would indeed have a hard time overwhelming him.

Whoosh—

With a furious roar, Wang Zhe kicked violently towards Ye Fan's abdomen.

"Sigh! Too slow! Just a couple of words and you've already lost your composure, how pitiful! As a martial practitioner, don't you know getting angry during a fight is a big no-no?" Ye Fan asked.

Wang Zhe only wanted to obliterate Ye Fan. Ignoring the comment and filled with resentment, he said, "Stop wasting your breath. You're not qualified to teach me a lesson! Die, just die for me!"

"Sigh!"

Ye Fan sighed once again. As Wang Zhe approached, Ye Fan stepped back twice, easily dodging Wang Zhe's ferocious strike once more.

"Dammit, are you a monkey or something? Only dodging? Strike back, why don't you strike back!" Wang Zhe shouted in anger.

As the words fell, Wang Zhe's eyes were split with fury as he violently made another move towards Ye Fan.

"Can't you see that I've been letting you have your way?"

At Wang Zhe's shout, a sharp gleam shot from Ye Fan's eyes: "You want me to retaliate, do you? Very well! I'll oblige!"