"Whew!" Yang Zhanfei exhaled deeply after a few more attacks and said, "You guy, don't hide if you have the ability." ”

"Heh, don't hide if I hit you, don't hide, don't talk nonsense, take the move." Jing Zetian didn't talk to him either, the more he talked, the longer he could breathe, and it wasn't good for him, so he counterattacked again.

"Come on, young master!" Xiao Deng Zi cheered on the side.

"You guy!" Yang Zhanfei said angrily. But he could only dodge Jing Zetian's fist. He wanted to take Jing Zetian's fist directly, and then hold back the pain and punch Jing Zetian directly, he thought that his fist would definitely be much stronger than looking at the thin Jing Zetian. But it backfired, Jing Zetian's body was thin, but his fist power was not weak, a punch hit his chest, and he couldn't fight back in pain at that time, so he was punched in vain.

The scene of the fight between the two became more and more tense, and the people watching the excitement at the moment did not blink their eyes, and watched the wonderful fight between the two with full attention.

The tables, plates, and chopsticks next to the two of them were scattered around them.

Fighting is a sport that makes it easy to get angry. In the beginning, they may all attack each other calmly, even if they take one or two hits, especially those who fight back passively. But as time goes by, the more you hit the body, the more anger will be, and the short-tempered person may soon lose control of himself and lose his sense of proportion.

Jing Zetian, as an easy-going person, was very stable in his mood at the beginning, and his actions were measured, but as the two fought for so long, his emotions became more and more irritable, and his anger became deeper and deeper.

When a person is angry, the body can always exert a power that is difficult to achieve on a daily basis.

Jing Zetian, who had a lot of physical exertion, easily picked up the upside-down table on the ground and smashed it towards Yang Zhanfei angrily under his anger. Because the two were very close, Yang Zhanfei couldn't dodge. Stiffly propping up his arms and resisting, when the table smashed into Yang Zhanfei's thick arm, the table couldn't withstand the huge force, and it was suddenly split and scattered on the ground.

What the? Why is this guy fighting more and more, Yang Zhanfei thought depressedly in his heart. At the same time, he endured the pain in his arm and immediately distanced himself from Jing Zetian.

"Whew!" Jing Zetian stood in place and breathed in a big gulp, the table just now consumed a lot of his strength, after all, his body was only twelve years old.

Yang Zhanfei looked at Jing Zetian panting there, knowing that his opportunity had come, after all, his body was naturally stronger than ordinary people, although he was tired and hungry at the moment, but he could still support it for a while. Yang Zhanfei wanted to seize Jing Zetian's lack of physical strength and take the opportunity to overthrow him.

Jing Zetian also understood this, so he could only concentrate, shook his numb arm, and waited for Yang Zhanfei's attack.

Yang Zhanfei strode forward, and when he was about to reach Jing Zetian, he changed his initial punch, stopped, and with the help of inertia, raised his thick thighs, and kicked at Jing Zetian's head, which was much shorter than himself.

Because he has been paying attention to Yang Zhanfei's movements, Jing Zetian is not in a hurry at the moment, his mind is turning rapidly, and when he sees Yang Zhanfei's unstable lower plate, he immediately remembered the Tai Chi he often practices, although he practices Tai Chi for health preservation, but some moves can still be used in special environments.

Jing Zetian tilted his head back to dodge, because he was not tall, his waist was easily bent back, and he dodged Yang Zhanfei's powerful kick, Jing Zetian dodged the attack at the same time, his hands were also raised, and he grabbed Yang Zhanfei's attacking foot, at this time Yang Zhanfei found that his attack failed again, and when he was about to retract his legs and feet, he found that he could not pull it back. Suddenly stepped back, "Click! A crisp voice sounded in the quiet restaurant.

"Ahh Yang Zhanfei screamed in pain, his face turned red, and the people who watched the excitement heard such a miserable sound, and they all felt that their legs were cold.

At this moment, Yang Zhanfei's legs are in a line shape before and after, that is, a word horse, but he is passive, a person with a strong body and a big bone frame, it is very difficult to do this kind of action when doing a word horse, and Yang Zhanfei was also forced to suddenly pull away the ligaments, and this pain is extremely strong.

Whew, it's so hard, it seems that the body is strong and really fights well, if it weren't for the fact that we are both young now, and our bodies haven't fully grown, otherwise I would definitely not be able to beat this guy. Jing Zetian thought with a sigh of relief.

Yang Zhanfei's companions immediately ran to Yang Zhanfei's side, helpless and didn't know how to alleviate Yang Zhanfei's pain.

Yang Zhanfei was also hard enough, except for the sudden split, he screamed, and then he held back, not crying or screaming, but his face became more and more red, and the sweat on his forehead flowed down like water.

"You guy, why are you so heavy?" One of Yang Zhanfei's companions asked angrily.

"What do you have to do with him, let's go up and repair it and avenge Zhanfei." The other companion was aggressively ready to make a move.

"Hmph, who of you dares to touch him." Zhao Su also took his companion and stood beside Jing Zetian.

Xiao Deng Zi was already in front of Jing Zetian.

"Okay, just call it, don't bear it, you don't have a big problem, don't hold back the internal injury, you have a ligament strain." Oh? By the way, you don't know what the ligament is, you can go back and apply hot water to the painful area and recuperate for a while. After Jing Zetian calmed the boiling blood in his body, he said to Yang Zhanfei, who was still maintaining a vertical fork posture.

Although Yang Zhanfei was forcibly split, he was young, and the toughness of his body was still okay, and it was still a vertical fork, at most, a ligament strain, and with the recovery speed of the child's body, he would soon be fine.

"Did you say it's okay if it's okay? You still hurt Brother Yang. A young man who looked to be in his early teens scolded Jing Zetian anxiously.

"Okay, believe it or not, if you take a break to slow down, just find a sedan chair to carry home, according to what I said, it'll be fine after a few days of rest, and when you get better, thank me for helping you open the fork for free." Jing Zetian said casually.

After speaking, Jing Zetian was about to leave with Xiao Dengzi, but Yang Zhanfei's companion blocked him.

"Okay, let him leave, my Yang Zhan's flying skills are not as good as others, and when I am well cultivated, I will definitely fight back by myself, boy, what's your name?" Yang Zhanfei, who was relieved, said weakly.

"You can find out what my name is, if you didn't find me something, I wouldn't have bothered to fight with you." Jing Zetian said and walked outside.

This time, Yang Zhanfei's companion did not stop him again, and Zhao Su also quickly followed, wanting to say a few words to Jing Zetian, he is now very curious about Jing Zetian's identity,

Most of them were curious about Jing Zetian's identity, after all, Jing Zetian didn't show his face much, although there were many nobles in the restaurant, and no one knew him.