What Meng Zhiyuan was thinking about at this time was not how he could win Du Ming, he had long thought about how he could survive these ten moves. Anyway, Du Ming said that he couldn't defeat Meng Zhiyuan within ten moves, even if Du Ming lost, Meng Zhiyuan didn't think about whether this loss would damage his face, it was better than losing within ten moves.

And Du Ming said that it was ten moves, so if he blocked and defended his own tricks, it would also be counted as a move, if he could make a move to seize the opportunity and let Du Ming block a few more times, he would be able to spend a few more moves, and he would have a chance to hold on to ten moves.

Thinking like this, Meng Zhiyuan had already rushed forward, clenched his fists with both hands, and hit Du Ming's face and chest respectively.

As soon as Meng Zhiyuan pounced like this, Du Ming saw through his thoughts, knowing that Meng Zhiyuan was going to seize the opportunity and consume the number of his moves, he smiled slightly, didn't care, and with both hands, he flicked on the wrists of Meng Zhiyuan's two fists, and pushed Meng Zhiyuan's two hands to the side.

Meng Zhiyuan said in his heart that you can't rely on the account and say that it is not a trick, Du Ming did not dwell on this issue with him, but still said loudly, "The fifth move!"

Meng Zhiyuan was overjoyed, and said that his method was still useful, and while thinking so, he raised his leg and kicked Du Ming's abdomen fiercely.

Meng Zhiyuan's leg was halfway raised, Du Ming could already see his next move with a sweep of his eyes, and he also stretched out a leg and kicked him on the knee, kicking Meng Zhiyuan's leg that was about to kick out a step back.

Du Ming said lightly, "This is the sixth move." ”

Meng Zhiyuan doesn't care if his moves are effective or not, as long as he can lure and lure Du Ming to block his moves, even if he can, how can he say that he has to survive these ten moves, after being kicked back by Du Ming, Meng Zhiyuan pounced again, bent his arm, bent his arm, and smashed Du Ming's shoulder with his elbow.

Du Ming did not block this move, but flashed slightly to the side lightly, and Meng Zhiyuan smashed it into the air.

Meng Zhiyuan was a little anxious, and said in his heart that Du Ming didn't make a move, but just dodged himself, what should he do.

Du Ming saw Meng Zhiyuan's anxiety, sneered, and said, "Okay, this is the seventh move." ”

Meng Zhiyuan was even happier, he was only three moves away, and his other hand immediately punched out again, hitting Du Ming's other shoulder.

Du Ming didn't dodge or block this time, he rushed up with Meng Zhiyuan's fist, and Meng Zhiyuan's punch hit Du Ming's shoulder.

Meng Zhiyuan's punch exerted all the strength of his body, but this punch felt like hitting the wall, and his inner body disappeared without a trace like a drop of water dripping into the sea.

Meng Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, although he realized that Du Ming was very strong just now, he couldn't believe that Du Ming had such a strong internal force.

And Du Ming had already said loudly, "Okay, this is the eighth move!"

After speaking, Du Ming had already grabbed the wrist of Meng Zhiyuan's outstretched fist with one hand, grabbed his arm tightly, and then put his toes on the ground a little, and the whole person jumped back, dragging Meng Zhiyuan forward with great strength.

Du Ming said loudly, "Pay attention, the ninth move!"

Meng Zhiyuan originally pounced on Du Ming with his whole body and hit Du Ming with his fist, but his lower plate was not so stable, and he was dragged like this, and his feet suddenly left the ground.

Du Ming landed firmly on the ground, and when Meng Zhiyuan's two feet just touched the ground, Du Ming's other hand formed a palm and pushed it out violently, accurately concentrating Meng Zhiyuan's chest.

At the same time, Du Ming's hand holding Meng Zhiyuan's wrist was released, Meng Zhiyuan was slapped on his chest by Du Ming's palm, and his feet did not stand firm on the ground, and suddenly flew out upside down like Jia Yingwei, Du Ming did not forget to shout at Meng Zhiyuan who flew out, "This is the tenth move!"

The route that flew out this time was similar to the route that Jia Yingwei flew out of before, and he flew towards the wine table again. Jia Yingwei, who had fallen on the wine table before, had just been taken down by people to rest, and the guests around the wine table had just sat down again, and as soon as they sat down, Meng Zhiyuan flew over dancing again.

The guests were a little surprised this time, knowing that they couldn't stop Meng Zhiyuan, they all shouted symbolically, and watched Meng Zhiyuan fall on the turntable in the center of the wine table.

The dishes and wine glasses that were smashed by Jia Yingwei before had time to be replaced, and the already sparse utensils were smashed this time, splashing the faces of the surrounding guests again.

And the large glass turntable in the center of the table finally couldn't bear it after two shocks, and shattered in half with a click.

And Du Ming was still standing in place, as before, leisurely pushing himself away Meng Zhiyuan's palm and slowly retracting it, still carrying it behind his back, smiling slightly, and said, "Ten moves, no problem, right? Are you going to call me grandpa now? Or are you going to change your clothes and call me grandpa officially?"

Meng Zhiyuan was already blocked by Du Ming's breath, and he fell on the table again, and then he was so angry by Du Ming's words that he rolled his eyes and turned his back on it.

The people around hurriedly gathered around and got Meng Zhiyuan down to ease him, Du Ming laughed loudly twice and turned around, pointed to the crowd and shouted, "Hey, hey, don't run! Don't think I forgot you! I am willing to lose the gamble! Pay off the gambling debt!"

Xu Weichen originally wanted Meng Zhiyuan to fight Du Ming, and he was watching to see if there were any older people secretly helping Du Ming.

Originally, Xu Weichen was very confident in his junior brother, and felt that even if there were masters who helped him in secret, it would be no problem for this junior brother to have hundreds of moves with Du Ming, but now ten moves have been thrown on the wine table by Du Ming, and this is still when people have released water.

Xu Weichen was really a little panicked now, who is this master hidden behind the scenes, how can he be so powerful? According to this situation, can't he avenge his blood revenge today?

Even Du Ming, he didn't expect Xu Weichen to be able to imagine such a complicated story in his mind now, and even made up an image of a master with a strange temperament behind his brain, if Du Ming knew, he would probably be able to laugh for a while.

Xu Weichen frowned tightly, and after a long time, he finally had an idea, turned his head, and saw his friend Du Ruiqiang standing behind him, and hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Du Ruiqiang, do me a favor!"