"Isn't it, such a bully?"

Liu Xu's face changed, and he exclaimed: "You know that his strength is relatively weak, and you still pick soft persimmons, it's too unkind, right?"

Wen Heng was smug in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface, and said lightly: "You said it yourself, choose one of the two of you, it's up to me to choose what you choose, if you want to regret it, you can go into battle for him." ”

"Forget it," Liu Xuan waved his hand in annoyance, and said, "I, Liu Xu, have always been good at talking, how can I break the rules in front of a charlatan like you?"

After speaking, he sighed, patted Chen Yuan's shoulder, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry brother, I also want to fight for you, but Ren Jia chose you, and I don't have a problem, so you can 'ask for more blessings'." ”

Chen Yuan glanced at Liu Xu, who really didn't dare to compliment his acting skills, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Turning to Wen Heng, he said with a smile: "Since Pavilion Master Wen has made a choice, I won't say anything more, but to fight, the conditions must be negotiated in advance." ”

"You still want to talk about the conditions?" Wen Heng sneered, "Tell me about it." ”

Chen Yuan glanced at him lightly and said word by word: "If I win by luck, you must guarantee that the 'Dingrong Company' will never trouble my parents again in the future." ”

"What are you talking about......" Wang Dinghua stopped when he heard it.

Just as he was about to scold, Wen Heng stretched out his hand to stop him, raised his eyes to look at Chen Yuan, and said slowly: "What if you lose?"

"That's easy to do. Chen Yuanman didn't care, "If I lose, our Chen family will immediately hand over the 200,000 yuan account, and return the 'note' signed with Li Haozi, and the whole family will move out of the slum and never come back, how about it?"

Wen Heng turned his head and asked Wang Dinghua's opinion.

Wang Dinghua saw that Wen Heng looked like he was winning, he thought about it, and said hatefully: "Okay, don't regret it, you kid!"

"Don't worry, I've always said the same," Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze swept towards Wen Heng, and said with a faint smile: "Since the conditions have been negotiated, let's do it quickly, and make a quick decision." ”

"Okay, quick fix. Wen Heng's face suddenly turned cold, and his thin lips hooked upward.

Chen Kexiong and Shen Yuxia have lived in the slums for a long time, so they have naturally heard of Wen Heng's "big name".

Hearing that his son was going to fight a one-on-one duel with the owner of the famous "Yuheng Martial Arts Pavilion", he couldn't help but feel a deep worry in his heart.

Liu Xuan didn't know when he came to them, and said with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, you can put a hundred hearts, Chen Yuan beats this guy like a joke, at most ten minutes, you can end the battle." ”

Chen Kexiong glanced at him and said worriedly, "Wen Heng is a famous 'martial artist' in our slums, Chen Yuan has just graduated from high school, how can he be his opponent?"

"'Wen Liar' is also famous, and even I may not be able to beat it, let alone Chen Yuan. Liu Xu said with an arrogant face, "Our Chen Yuan is a ruthless person who can overthrow an F-level martial artist, just a G-level top, it's not worth mentioning at all." ”

Chen Kexiong and his wife are not martial arts people, and they have no concept of F-level and G-level things.

But seeing that Liu Xu looked like he was in his chest, his hanging heart was also slightly lowered.

At this time.

Wen Heng took a step forward, wearing a dark green practice uniform without wind.

He clenched his fists, his eyes glared at Chen Yuan for a moment, and he shouted coldly: "Boy, I admit that you have some real skills, but for me, you can't pose any threat, today, I will let you see what a real martial artist is!"

After speaking, his feet slammed on the ground, and his short body swept forward in an instant, falling lightly in front of Chen Yuan, and with a "whew" claw, he slapped towards Chen Yuan's front door.

"It's too slow. ”

Chen Yuan sneered, put his hands behind his back, leaned to the right, easily avoided the opponent's thunderous blow, and then single-footed the ground, jumped backwards, and in an instant, he flashed out of Wen Heng's attack range.

Wen Heng deceived himself again, and in an instant, he attacked Chen Yuan's vital points with more than ten moves.

Chen Yuan didn't fight back, he walked between Wen Heng's fists and feet like a leisurely stroll, no matter how Wen Heng chased and beat hard, he was still unharmed.

"Boy, what the hell do you mean?!" Wen Heng was furious when he saw that Chen Yuan was always carrying his hands behind his back.

Chen Yuan glanced at him and said lightly: "It's not interesting, just try your skills." If you can force me to use eight successes, even if you win. ”

"The shaft deceives people too much...... Look at the move!"

Wen Heng immediately went violent, used all his strength, pounced in front of Chen Yuan, turned around, and kicked Chen Yuan on the right side of his neck with a powerful whip leg.

Chen Yuan's head tilted to the left, flashed Wen Heng's leg blow, his body flashed, went around to the right side, his knee was lifted up, and he slammed into the side of the opponent's waist and hips.

Wen Heng couldn't dodge, and suddenly felt a strong attack, and his old waist was almost broken by Chen Yuan's blow, "ouch" screamed, and stumbled backwards.

Chen Yuan had already tried out the depth of Wen Heng's skills, so naturally he would not give him a chance to breathe.

With a shake of his body, his body swept forward rapidly, killing Wen Heng, taking his left foot as the axis, his right leg swept forward, and with a fierce wind, he kicked towards Wen Heng's chest.

"Oops. ”

Although Wen Heng's cultivation is not high, he can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles.

Seeing that Chen Yuan's kick was fierce, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately poured all his strength into his fists and blocked the oncoming flying legs.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Chen Yuan's flying legs swept heavily on Wen Heng's fists.

It was like a hurricane sweeping by.

In an instant, the clothes on Wen Heng's arms were completely shattered by the majestic spiritual power wrapped around Chen Yuan's legs, revealing the arms of two blue-muscled thugs.

Chen Yuan took advantage of his unstable footing, kicked Wen Heng directly in the lower abdomen, and kicked him five or six meters away.

Zhao Yougen leaned against the corner of the wall to watch the battle, and when he saw this scene, he rubbed his eyes desperately, thinking that he was dazzled.

Chen Kexiong and Shen Yuxia were also shocked, they would never have thought that after seeing each other for so long, their son's strength would be so strong.

Liu Xuan turned his head to look at Chen Kexiong and his wife, and smiled.

I dragged a cucumber out of nowhere, and while chewing it, I looked at the "battlefield" with relish.

In contrast, Wang Dinghua's expression is much more exciting.

The boss with his head tilted back, his eyes bulging, and his mouth open could have stuffed a hard-boiled egg.

"Yuheng Martial Arts" and "Dingrong Company" often cooperate.

For Wen Heng's skills, Wang Dinghua knows too well.

Not to mention the gang of wrecks he brought, even if it is a professional thug supported by some large underground forces, Wen Heng can fight ten at a time.

But now, a fierce man like Wen Heng was beaten by a little-known high school student and had no power to fight back, which couldn't help but make Wang Dinghua shocked.

Wen Heng leaned against the courtyard wall and struggled to get up from the ground.

Although he tried his best to be calm on the surface, he was bitter inside.

The reason why he chose Chen Yuan as his opponent was entirely because the opponent was relatively thin.

In addition, the other party did not show too strong strength before, so he did not put Chen Yuan away

In the heart.

But Wen Heng didn't expect that Chen Yuan actually hid his true strength, and cooperated with his accomplices to stage a scene of "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger", which really made Wen Heng feel ashamed and angry.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan coldly, with a murderous intent in his eyes: "No, this kid must be eliminated, otherwise...... When the news of today's events spreads, the career and reputation that I have worked so hard to build in the slums will be ruined. ”

Chen Yuan obviously saw that the other party had a killing intent, but he didn't show his face.

After experiencing the hard training day after day before the college entrance examination, forgetting to sleep and eating, as well as half a month of life-and-death fighting in "Blackwood Town", plus Gu Lao personally taught him practical skills a few days ago, his actual combat ability has now been greatly improved.

With his current strength, even against Yun Qingyan in his heyday, he can completely protect himself.

Wen Heng's cultivation is difficult to kill a single hair of his hair.

Wen Heng saw that Chen Yuan's expression was cold, and he didn't seem to take himself seriously at all, and his anger was even stronger in his heart.

With a flick of his wrist, a gray psionic sword appeared in his hand.

He pointed his long sword forward, and said with a hideous face: "Boy, you forced me to make a killing move, and if you are lucky enough to see my famous stunt, it is not a vain death." ”

"I'll accompany you. ”

Chen Yuan picked up a green bamboo stick from the pile of debris in the corner of the courtyard, put it in the palm of his hand, and said: "I heard that Pavilion Master Wen is quite accomplished in swordsmanship, and today I will use this bamboo stick to teach Pavilion Master Wen's superb swordsmanship." ”

Seeing Wen Heng show off his weapon, Chen Kexiong and his wife, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt their hearts tugging again.

Chen Kexiong said anxiously: "Liu Xu, you go up and let them stop, the sword has no eyes, and if you continue to fight, something must happen." ”

"Uncle Chen, you have to believe Chen Yuan. Liu Xuan took a bite of the cucumber and said with a smile: "Your son can win against Wen Heng even if he takes a chopstick, let's just take a look." ”

"Liu Xu, you and Chen Yuan have been friends since childhood, so you can't fool us. Shen Yuxia frowned.

"Don't worry, I can't fool the two of you," Liu Xu laughed, "You two put your hearts in your belly and watch how Chen Yuan beats the 'Wen liar'." ”

In the courtyard, seeing that Chen Yuan actually carried a bamboo stick as a weapon, Wen Heng was enraged again.

Holding the sword trick in one hand, and holding the long sword in the other hand, as soon as his feet moved, his body instantly turned into a dark green wind, swept towards Chen Yuan, and in a few breaths, he stabbed out more than ten swords to Chen Yuan's upper, middle, and lower three ways.

Chen Yuan carried the bamboo stick behind him, and while flashing left and right, he observed Wen Heng's swordsmanship routine.

To be honest, although Wen Heng's fist and foot skills are not very good, his swordsmanship is quite remarkable.

A set of swordsmanship makes the clouds flow smoothly and endlessly, and it is also mixed with a bit of "ancient martial arts" charm.

It's a pity that this set of swordsmanship is only a derivative of "ancient martial arts", not a traditional "ancient martial arts swordsmanship", not to mention the "Dugu Nine Swords", "Jade Girl Suxin Sword" and "Xuanmen Taiji Sword" that Chen Yuan used to press the bottom of the box, and even some entry-level basic swordsmanship in ancient martial arts are far inferior.

Wen Heng didn't know what Chen Yuan thought.

Seeing that he was forced to retreat by himself, his face couldn't help but have a trace of fanatical killing intent, and he laughed loudly: "Finally taste the taste of fear, now beg for mercy, I may consider letting you live, if you are stubborn, I will let you die under my family heirloom swordsmanship!"

"Family heirloom swordsmanship? ”

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Your swordsmanship is too far behind the real ancient martial arts swordsmanship. If you surrender your sword now, and kowtow to me ten more times, I may be kind enough to give you some pointers. ”