Chapter Eighty-Six: Fake Fight?

Chen Li stared at the man opposite.

When Uncle Bao finished speaking, he saw that the man let go of the girl in his arms, still with that indifferent and indifferent demeanor, walked up to Leng Mian step by step, and raised an index finger.

Leng Mian saw it and nodded again and again.

"Brother Chen, don't worry, this is the only time, not an example!"

Uncle Bao squinted and looked at Chen Yi for a while, seeing that he had neither the height of a giant nor the muscles of Tyson, and he was so young that he really couldn't see any outstanding ability.

This made him very worried, worried that Chen Yi would be killed.

However, Baohua Company's face cannot be ignored, and the hatred in his heart cannot be ignored.

So he turned his head and shouted at Lin Tianming.

"Boss Lin, your Chenglong fast son-in-law is on the field in person, his fists and feet are eyeless, and his swords are ruthless, in case there is any damage, our Baohua Company can't afford to bear it."

Lin Tianming casually dusted off the ashes of his cigar and a sneer appeared on his face.

"What is a fast son-in-law who rides the dragon? It's just the object of the little girl's nonsense. He has nothing to do with me Lin someone who goes into battle for X Society, and he dares to play, since he should understand the truth of life and death without complaints. If he dies on the field, it is his arrogance. I, Lin someone, will never shed a tear for him. ”

These words make the position clear.

Uncle Bao just needs Lin Tianming's statement, and when he says this, he thinks that Lin Tianming didn't admit Chen Yi, probably just couldn't resist his daughter's stubbornness and adopted an attitude of turning a blind eye.

"When Boss Lin said this, our Baohua Company was relieved."

Uncle Bao and Leng Mian left the field together and returned to their seats.

Xu Zhengxin opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Bao, I, Xu Zhengxin, am a martial artist, and I can't do anything like gathering people to besiege me." ”

"I understand that as long as Boss Xu is willing to make a move, my promise will be fulfilled."

The long-awaited duel has finally begun.

Many of the people on the field are masters of the domestic martial arts world.

Especially those who come from famous families or practice ancestral martial arts attach great importance to tradition.

They were also reluctant to lay siege to an enemy with bare hands.

So a monk of the Shaolin school came out across the crowd.

He raised his palms to his chest and bowed.

"Donor, please be careful, the little monk is using a dragon claw hand."

Chen Yi nodded slightly, did not make a sound, and made a gesture to ask the other party to make a move.

The monk's fists moved rapidly, and in an instant, they swayed into a phantom claw shadow, and the onlookers who watched shouted loudly! I all feel that it is a move that can only be seen so fast in a movie.

Chen Li had already used his mind-reading ability, and he knew that he couldn't read Chen Yi, and he was Chen Yi's opponent.

"With so many martial arts masters, how many stunts can you learn today......

Just thinking about it made Chen Li excited and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

The waves crashed ashore.

The sea breeze is gusting and whistling.

Everyone is looking forward to it, just to see what kind of battle it will be like, a wonderful fight.

Just in the expectation of everyone, the monk moved.

Hurrying forward, bringing up the sand and dust, the two claws attacked in a row, dancing a claw shadow that made it difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

With his mind-reading skills, Chen Li successfully obtained the nerve signal when the monk made a move, and just wanted to see how Chen Yi responded.

With such a movie-like fantasy stunt, people can't see the number of roads clearly, how will Chen Yi deal with it?

Just when the monk approached Chen Yi, everyone was most looking forward to the time of fighting.

The monk suddenly fell!

That's right, he fell headlong in front of Chen Yi, motionless.

Silent......

None of the spectators understood what was happening.

I didn't see Chen Yidong, but the monk suddenly fell down and didn't move.

Chen Liyuan stared at Chen Yi in disbelief and looked at Chen Yi who was still standing indifferently in the field.

He didn't see Chen Yi make a move, he didn't see it at all.

However, the mind-reading technique told him that just now, among the monk's new nerve horns, there was indeed a new nerve horn that had been hit hard, and the meridians around the monk were rapidly expanding and almost bursting. It was such a blow that made the monk fall to the ground unconscious.

'Is this an ability?' Could it be that this Chen Yi really has special abilities? He really didn't move......

Chen Yi in the field spoke at this time.

"It's not that I despise you, it's that you all go together, it's no different from coming one by one, I still have something to do, and I don't want to delay for too long. Please come along. ”

His tone was indifferent, and there was indeed no deliberate mockery, nor arrogance. Calm as if to say, "Hello."

However, the statement itself is too arrogant.

The people in the audience were enraged.

"In that case, you're welcome."

Knives, swords, sticks, guns, daggers, fists and kicks are all ready for battle.

A large number of nerve signals were transmitted to Chen Li's mind, making him almost unbearable, and before he knew it, blood began to slowly ooze from his nose. But he didn't realize it, he just stared at Chen Yi's movements, and only tried his best to digest those nerve signals.

Chen Yi in the field moved, took steps, and greeted the ninety-seven masters who rushed over.

He didn't walk fast, and his steps didn't even bring up much dust.

But this just shows that his light skills are very clever, and it seems that the soles of his feet are on the ground, but in fact, they are almost not touched by sand.

The emotions of the visitors were mobilized again, and the monk had fallen inexplicably just now, which was suspicious, but now, the siege would be exciting.

But the changes in the venue soon told the visitors that this idea was wrong.

Chen Yi walked forward step by step, as if he had not moved at all.

However, all those who approached him, whether they were holding a three-meter long stick or holding a sword and dagger, all fell to the ground with their weapons and fell down!

There is no exception.

As long as he gets close to him, he will definitely fall to the ground inexplicably like that monk.

After a while, more than 50 people were planted.

The rest of the people no longer dared to think that they could knock Chen Yi down with a group charge, and they all cautiously kept a distance of a few meters, just waiting for the opportunity to attack.

At this time, in the crowd watching the battle, some people shouted angrily because of suspicion.

"It's a fart duel! Boss Lin clearly bribed these people to fake fights, are we all blind! ”

This voice aroused many doubtful people, and they shouted.

That's right, that's the most logical explanation. No one saw Chen Yidong, but those enemies all fell to the ground as if they had fallen into the evil spirit.

In addition to Lin Tianming buying these people to make fakes, what else could it be?

But the righteous indignation of these masses did not have an effect on the people who were dueling in the field.

The masters invited by Baohua Company did not dare to make a move.

Chen Yi didn't want to spend so much, so he moved.

He strode towards the masters on one side, closest to the crowd.

Those people had no way out, so they had to meet him together.

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