"Master, the martial arts hall can't be without!"

"That's right, Master, I've been with you for five years, and I have a deep affection for this martial arts hall!"

"Let's go together, I don't believe it won't be his opponent!"

Listening to the words of everyone in the martial arts hall, Zhao Changchun felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"The Ivy Spring Martial Arts Pavilion must not fall!"

Zhao Changchun said loudly, looking at Chen Hao coldly: "If you really want to serve our martial arts hall today, you will step over my corpse in advance!" ”

Hearing Zhao Changchun's words, Chen Hao let out a low chuckle.

"Zhao Changchun, do you think I don't dare?"

"If there's a kind, you'll try it!"

As he spoke, Zhao Changchun endured the faintly painful wound in his chest, riveted all the strength of his body, and rushed towards Chen Hao.

"Peng" sounded, and before he had a chance to get close, Chen Hao kicked him directly away.

Zhao Changchun was already injured on his body, but now he was kicked by Chen Hao and flew out, and after falling to the ground, his face was suddenly pale in pain, and he fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

Everyone in the martial arts hall saw that Zhao Changchun was defeated by Chen Hao again, and they all surrounded him with concern.

At this moment, a slightly childish voice sounded--

"Who said that we don't have a master in the Ivy Spring Martial Arts Gym?!"

Hearing this familiar voice, everyone turned their heads away.

Chen Hao looked at it, and it was a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old who was speaking, with a thin figure, but his face was full of anger, and his sword eyebrows were starry.

If you look closely, this young man still looks a little familiar.

"Who said we don't have a master in the Ivy Spring Martial Arts Gym?"

The young man who spoke repeated, walked straight in front of Chen Hao, raised his head slightly, and said menacingly: "You win first, I'll talk about it!" ”

Before he could make a move, Zhao Changchun immediately stood up and shouted anxiously: "Cong'er, this is not a place for you to mess around, hurry up and avoid it!" ”

"No, Dad, this person provokes our martial arts hall, I can't stand it, I'm going to fight him today to see if he is powerful, or if the people in our martial arts hall are powerful!" Zhao Zhicong looked at Chen Hao contemptuously and said.

Zhao Changchun was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Cong'er, even I am not his opponent, don't mess around, step back!" ”

Zhao Zhicong looked at Chen Hao coldly, obviously not taking Chen Hao in his eyes.

"I told you to fight me, you shouldn't be afraid, right?" Zhao Zhicong looked at Chen Hao and asked contemptuously.

Chen Hao glanced at Zhao Zhicong, and didn't even bother to move his fingers.

But seeing this scene in Zhao Zhicong's eyes, he thought that Chen Hao was scared, and suddenly the expression on his face became even more proud.

He didn't see the scene where Chen Hao knocked everyone down with one move, so he didn't know Chen Hao's strength.

He took the lead in attacking, using all the moves that Zhao Changchun had taught him, his fists clenched, and he attacked Chen Hao swiftly.

Chen Hao didn't even pay attention to his father, how could he be afraid of this stinky child?

Seeing the fist attacking him, Chen Hao suddenly made a move, grabbed Zhao Zhicong's wrist, and twisted it fiercely.

"Ahh

Zhao Zhicong suddenly felt that his arm was choked by a huge force, and the whole person was thrown up, and his back was slammed to the ground.

"Peng" A crashing sound sounded, and just listening to it made people's hearts tremble.

"Cong'er!" Zhao Changchun was so frightened that he immediately rushed up.

Zhao Zhicong gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, pushed away Zhao Changchun who was about to step forward, glared at Chen Hao, and said coldly: "I don't accept it, come again!" ”

Chen Hao hooked his lips.

Now he looks at Zhao Zhicong like an adult looking at a baby.

Zhao Zhicong looked vulnerable in his eyes.

Saying that, Zhao Zhicong shot again.

punches and kicks came out together, obviously riveting enough to defeat Chen Hao.

However, there seems to be no suspense, Zhao Zhicong still failed to get close to Chen Hao this time, and he was already knocked away by a punch.

Zhao Zhicong, who was knocked away, slid on the ground for a distance before stopping, his clothes were grinded, and one arm that was close to the ground was suddenly dripping with blood.

Zhao Changchun was so frightened that his legs went weak.

Chen Hao's methods he knows, Zhao Beichuan was abolished by him, his hands and feet are still lying in the custody room of the town, even if he can be rescued, the rest of his life will be completely wasted.

He is such a son as Zhao Zhicong, if he continues to fight with Chen Hao, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Cong'er, stop fighting, you're not his opponent!"

But Zhao Zhicong obviously made up his mind to fight Chen Hao to the end.

Zhao Changchun's words were like a bomb, making him "rub" and get up from the ground, his body staggered, and attacked Chen Hao again.

But it is clear that Zhao Zhicong is not Chen Hao's opponent.

got up from the ground again and again, and was kicked by Chen Hao again and again before he got close.

After repeating it three or four times, Zhao Zhicong felt like he was falling apart.

After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Zhao Zhicong half-knelt on the ground and gasped.

Zhao Changchun really couldn't stand it.

Zhao Zhicong is his only son after all, and if he continues to fight like this, he will definitely die.

"Chen Shao, please let my son go, I'm just such a son!"

Chen Hao was unmoved.

When Zhao Beichuan beat Li Weimin's family, did he ever think that the Li family only had such a son as Li Weimin?

Over the years, when the people of the martial arts hall have relied on the reputation of the martial arts hall to be arrogant outside, have you ever thought that those who have been bullied by them are also fresh lives?

"Dad, don't beg him, he hasn't defeated me yet!" Zhao Zhicong stood up again as he spoke, slowly clenching his fists.

Zhao Changchun was frightened, and directly supported Zhao Zhicong.

"Cong'er, don't fight, Dad is the only son like you, if something happens to you, what will you let us do?"

Chen Hao's gaze glanced at Zhao Changchun coldly, turned to look at Zhao Zhicong, and clearly spit out two words in his mouth: "Go on." ”

"Mader, do you think I don't dare?!"

Zhao Zhicong was obviously stimulated by Chen Hao's words, pushed away Zhao Changchun who wanted to stop him, and rushed towards Chen Hao with his hideous facial features.

Chen Hao gave a punch mercilessly.

"Poof--" This time, Zhao Zhicong was directly beaten to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were white, and his body fell straight to the ground.

"Cong'er!"

Zhao Changchun couldn't help but tears flowed down.

In the next second, in front of everyone in the martial arts hall, he knelt down in front of Chen Hao with a "poof".

"Chen Shao, as long as you promise to let Cong'er go, I agree that from tomorrow, the Ivy Spring Martial Arts Hall will disappear from Jiangyin City!"

As soon as Zhao Changchun said this, the people standing on the side were stunned.

One can imagine how uncomfortable it is to be able to take the initiative to say this sentence from his mouth.

"No, Zhao Changchun, what you said is wrong." Chen Hao sneered.

"Huh?" Zhao Changchun looked up in astonishment, not understanding the meaning of Chen Hao's words for a while.

"I'm talking about the present!" Chen Hao raised his voice and emphasized.