Meng Zhiyuan listened, nodded vigorously, and said, "Hmph, I have long seen that this kid is not pleasing to the eye, even if you don't say it, senior brother, I am just going to go up and teach him a lesson!

"Hey," Xu Weichen said to Meng Zhiyuan with a serious face, "You have to be careful, don't look at this kid as anything special, I suspect that he will have any masters in the future!"

"Really, why can't I see it?" Meng Zhiyuan glanced at Du Ming a few times, and said with disdain, "If you want me to see, this kid was able to win against the two brothers of the Jia family just now, it is pure coincidence, and it is not a strength at all! Just him? There will be a master behind him? I don't believe it! Senior brother, wait and see, see how I clean him up!"

After speaking, Meng Zhiyuan rolled up his sleeves and strode out, heading straight for Du Ming.

"Hey!hey!" Xu Weichen was a little anxious behind Meng Zhiyuan, but after shouting two sentences, Meng Zhiyuan ignored him and walked straight to Du Ming.

Du Ming was yelling at the crowd for them to give the money quickly, when Meng Zhiyuan stood in front of Du Ming and said with a very arrogant expression, "Hey, boy, don't say anything about gambling! Are you embarrassed to say that people are willing to gamble and lose and not rely on their debts? I think you are the guy who plays tricks!"

Hearing this, Du Ming temporarily stopped collecting debts, turned his head and looked Meng Zhiyuan up and down, pursed his lips, and said disdainfully, "Just a person like you, of course you can't see the level of martial arts when others make moves, I defeated Jia Yingwei with my strength, you think I'm a trick, forget it, anyway, you can't see it, it is estimated that with your brain and qualifications, you can't understand what a master looks like, hurry up, I want an account here." ”

"You!" Meng Zhiyuan has always been very arrogant, his face turned red with anger when he heard Du Ming's words, and he pointed at Du Ming and shouted angrily, "What do you mean by this, kid? Do you mean that I can't see you with my skills? You're just a little assistant! You actually rushed to talk to me like this?!"

Du Ming pursed his lips again and said, "Don't you so-called chivalrous men always say that you look at strength? My strength is stronger than yours, even if I am an assistant? Don't you know how to respect the strong?"

"Phew, respect the strong?" Meng Zhiyuan scolded loudly, "Even if you are like you, you are embarrassed to claim to be a strong man? It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know that the sky is thick? Come on, come on! Compete with your grandfather and me twice, and you will know what kind of level your kid can't get on the table!"

Du Ming roughly swept the crowd present, there were a lot of people, and the strength of most of them was not bad, he couldn't keep wasting time with them one by one here, it seemed that now he had to show some real strength to deter these people, lest anyone else would come up and find trouble with him in the future.

Thinking like this, Du Ming glanced at Meng Zhiyuan, sneered disdainfully, and said, "Okay, since you have to come from begging for hardship, then let's have a two-time competition, why don't we make a bet too?"

Meng Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "What are you going to bet on with me? Anyway, you won't win what you bet on!"

Du Ming sneered and said, "Let's bet, if I can't win you within ten moves, then even if I lose, I will obediently apologize to everyone, I don't care about this matter anymore, and the previous gamble will be considered invalid; You just have the same surname as me!"

Du Ming rolled his eyes and didn't know what Meng Zhiyuan had on him that was worth blackmailing, so he had to move out the bet that Jia Yingwei had just said.

At this time, everyone present laughed loudly at Du Ming, "Ouch, did you hear that! This kid said that he wanted to defeat Meng Zhiyuan within ten moves!"

"This kid is crazy, isn't he? Even if he fights with Meng Zhiyuan, he can't win, does he still expect ten moves to win Meng Zhiyuan?"

"I see this kid is daydreaming and hasn't woken up yet! Take him to the hospital to see his brain!"

Meng Zhiyuan was also amused by Du Ming, and now Du Ming was a fool in his eyes, he laughed and said, "Hahaha, okay, ten moves, if you can beat me within ten moves, don't say that I have the same surname as you, I can call you grandpa twice!"

Du Ming smiled evilly and said, "Ouch, good grandson, I can't afford this!"

"You're looking for death!" Meng Zhiyuan saw that Du Ming dared to take advantage of himself, and immediately became angry, and slapped Du Ming fiercely.

Du Ming stretched out his hand and clasped Meng Zhiyuan's wrist with his backhand, and with the other hand, when Meng Zhiyuan's hand stretched out in front of him, he pushed it over with a palm and pushed it to Meng Zhiyuan's shoulder.

Meng Zhiyuan's other hand hurriedly reached over and blocked Du Ming's palm, and at the same time, his palm slammed into the shackles of Du Ming.

The expression on Du Ming's face was very light, and he said loudly, "The first move." ”

As he spoke, Du Ming took back the hand that was holding Meng Zhiyuan's wrist and quickly buckled it to Meng Zhiyuan's throat.

Meng Zhiyuan really fought with Du Ming, and only then did he know how terrifying Du Ming's strength and speed were, and it was definitely not a fluke that this guy was able to win the two brothers of the Jia family before.

Du Ming's palm rushed towards Meng Zhiyuan's neck with a strong wind, Meng Zhiyuan hurriedly withdrew his hand, clenched it into a fist, and rushed forward.

Meng Zhiyuan's fist hit Du Ming's palm, and he finally barely blocked Du Ming, but Meng Zhiyuan also felt that his wrist was almost shortened by this impact.

Du Ming's palm was blocked by Meng Zhiyuan, and he was not in a hurry, but still said loudly, "Second move!"

As he spoke, Du Ming's hand that wanted to hold Meng Zhiyuan's throat flipped down, and slapped it towards Meng Zhiyuan's abdomen.

Meng Zhiyuan hurriedly took a step back, and then it flashed past Du Ming's palm, but he was still swept by the strong wind carried by Du Ming's palm, and he felt a surge in his abdomen.

Du Ming said lightly, "The third move." ”

At the same time, Du Ming's other hand clenched into a fist and punched Meng Zhiyuan in the chest.

Meng Zhiyuan's arm lifted and hit Du Ming's arm, blocking his attack.

Du Ming smiled slightly, his expression was still very calm, and said, "This is the fourth move." ”

This time, before Du Ming finished speaking, Meng Zhiyuan thought to himself that he had taken the lead in these moves, and he had been passively defending, and then he had to attack the other party first, so that the opposite side was in a passive trend, and his chances of victory would be greater.