"You're looking for death!"

Zhang Liang said hideously.

"Ah Da, beat him up for me!"

He Zhang Liang had already thought about it.

Han Chen is alone here, and after beating him, he will hide Ah Da when he arrives.

Let's just say that it is a fight between juniors, and there must be nothing the Han family can do at that time.

Hmph, who of these onlookers dares to testify that they betrayed the son of the city lord?

Although the Zhang family is not as powerful as the Han family, it is not something that ordinary people can offend.

As soon as Zhang Liang's words fell, a man of twenty-four or five years old walked out of the crowd, with a wooden face.

This Ah Da is a dead soldier cultivated by the Zhang family, and he has reached the eighth stage of fighting qi.

More than a dozen ordinary people can't get in.

Able to perform a low-level fighting technique of the Yellow Rank - Rock Shattering Fist.

Although it is difficult to say that it is difficult for a fighter to use the true power of fighting skills.

But when it is exerted by a person with the qi of an eight-stage fight, it is also five or six points of power.

A twenty-four-year-old or five-year-old person versus an eight-year-old child, the result is known with the ass.

There was finally some insulting in the crowd.

But it was aimed at Ah Da, not Zhang Liang.

At the same time, he also felt sorry for Han Chen, the little son of the Han family.

The crowd was indignant, but no one dared to come forward to help.

Not to mention the consequences of offending the Zhang family, the aura emanating from Ah Da's body discourages people.

If you don't help the little son of the Han family, you will offend the Han family.

But he will not be persecuted by the Han family.

offended the Zhang family, but he was worried about his life.

Ah Da's momentum locked on Han Chen.

Han Chen also felt a sense of powerlessness under that momentum, and he was in a cold sweat, but he straightened his waist, did not take half a step back, gritted his teeth and insisted, and at the same time stared at Ah Da with his eyes.

Zhang Liang clasped his arms to his chest and looked at Han Chen with a sneer as if he was looking at a dead rabbit.

The pain in his calf made the corners of his mouth twitch.

The two emotions are mixed together, and Zhang Liang's expression is extremely weird and exciting.

Ah Da snorted and rushed towards Han Chen in a few steps.

The huge fist smashed into Han Chen's chest even harder.

Everyone in the crowd gasped and closed their eyes one by one, not daring to look at the tragic scene that was about to happen.

There were even a few girls who covered their eyes with their hands and screamed.

Zhang Liang sneered, as if he enjoyed the scream extremely much.

Han Chen looked at the fist that was smashing into him that was growing bigger in his sight, and clenched his small fist.

Gritting his teeth, he resolutely swung his right fist to meet Ah Da's fist.

Zhang Liang still sneered.

It was as if he saw Han Chen's thin arms and tender hands being smashed and distorted, and he was wailing and crying.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of fists slamming was heard, and the onlookers opened their eyes.

But when he saw Ah Da take a step back, he looked at his fist with an incredible expression.

Han Chen, on the other hand, took five steps back, but his expression was not a little painful.

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and there was another burst of discussion.

"Tsk, you are worthy of being the son of a strong man who fights the emperor, the tiger father has no dog, and the ancients have never deceived me! The little boy is really amazing! ”

"I have long heard that the little son of the Han family is born with divine powers, it seems to be true!"

"Come on, little boy! Beat that stupid big guy! ”

"Beat up the stupid big one! Beat up the stupid big one! ”

"Come on, little boy! Come on, little boy! ”

Han Chen's momentum was not easy at the moment.

He was born with divine powers, but he was young after all.

And the opponent is not only an adult, but also has a big waist and a round waist, and has the spirit of an eight-stage fight.

The punch made his arm numb and painful.

But at the same time, he also has a little more confidence in himself.

The expected result did not appear again, and Zhang Liang was furious.

"Ah Da, you idiot, what are you doing?"

"Beat him up, beat him flat!"

Ah Da looked at the little boy in front of him, and there was a hint of solemnity on his face.

He's wooden, but not stupid.

The little boy in front of him, who was more than three feet tall and had a resolute expression on his face, was by no means an ordinary child.

But he also had the confidence to bring down the child.

Although he was a little unbearable in his heart, in his heart the master's command was above all else, including his own life.

Ah Da mobilized the fighting qi in his body, and gathered the strength of his whole body into his right fist.

With a faint earthy yellow glow on his fist, he shouted "Broken Rock Fist!" ”

With the slightest sound of breaking wind between his fists, he smashed into Han Chen again.

Han Chen looked at Ah Da's huge fist without the slightest hesitation.

The soul power controlled the only fighting qi in the dantian through the meridians to gather on the right fist, and rushed towards Ah Da with a fist, facing the fist that was the size of his own head.

Han Chen didn't know any fighting skills, and it was a completely whim idea for him to control the converging of the fighting qi to his right hand.

Although it is not as powerful as the opponent's fighting skills, it is also a little effective in strengthening the strength and strength of the fist.

This is the most superficial application of the fighting spirit.

"Ahh

A scream sounded, and the crowd of onlookers saw Ah Da's sturdy tiger body fly out upside down and rush straight to the wall behind him.

On the way, he also bumped into Zhang Liang.

The two made an intimate contact with the wall.

Zhang Liang became a meat pad instead, and the consequences were worse than Ah Da.

That terrible scream was from him.

The crowd gasped again, and shouted in their hearts:

"Well deserved!"

There was a bit of schadenfreude.

At the same time, a doubt arose in my heart:

Why did Ah Da lose, and he lost so obviously and miserably?

"Ah, where is the little boy of the Han family?"

One person reacted first, and then one by one they began to speculate wildly.

Ah Da was not seriously injured, he hurriedly carried his master Zhang Liang back to Zhang's house to save people's lives.

The crowd also dispersed in the noise.

No one paid any attention to the cause of the incident - the old man.

And at this moment, if someone looked into the corner, they would see that the old man was gone.

A deserted place behind a house in Bluestone City.

Han Chen sat down on the ground weakly.

Blinking at a white-haired old man in front of him with big eyes, he asked in a low voice:

"Grandpa, are you the one who slept on the ground just now?"

"Hehe, that's right, little one, you're not too daring!"

"Dare to fight against people who are far stronger than yourself."

The white-haired old man laughed.

"Who said he was far better than me?"

"I'm not afraid of him!"

Han Chen raised his little fist as he spoke.

"What a little guy who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

"But he has the potential to become a strong man, and he has the style."

"Not bad, not bad!"

"The little guy is not bad-hearted!"

"I didn't expect the old man to sleep on the spot for a while, but it almost caused a bloody case."

"Alas, sure enough, old man, I'm a person everywhere I go!"

The white-haired old man said as he felt extremely good about himself.

"The little guy saved my life."

"That little stone won't hurt me at all."

"But I should thank you too."

"Well, I'll give you this ring."

As he spoke, the white-haired old man took out a white ring and threw it to Han Chen.

The ring is all white, the whole is natural, the structure is simple, and the design is simple.

Han Chen took the ring and started cold.

"Thank you, old man."

Han Chen bowed down and saluted in thanks.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to say something idiotic like "My dad taught me from a young age that I can't just take other people's things".

"The little guy is quite polite."

"Well, yes, yes."

The old man reached out and touched his white head.

"Hehe, you can't hide!"

Han Chen is not a casual person, not everyone can touch his head.

He wanted to hide, but he couldn't, so he had to pout depressedly and bear it.

"Little one, let me warn you."

"This ring is a high-level ring, and it's a good treasure."

"Don't let others see it easily, be careful of being killed."

The old man reminded Han Chen with a wicked smile.

Han Chen pursed his lips disdainfully and said:

"Whoever dares to rob my Xiaochen of something, I will let my father beat him flat!"

The old man smiled noncommittally and said:

"Little guy, you are also a person who cultivates fighting spirit."

"Although I have only been cultivating for a month, I have the qi of a second-stage fight, and my talent is good."

Han Chen was immediately excited when he heard this.

"Wow, grandpa, you're so amazing!"

"How do you know I've only been cultivating for a month?"

"Only my father and brother know about this, do you know them?"

"Well, I don't know them, old man."

The old man was a little disdainful, and then asked:

"Little guy, let me ask you, what are you, cultivating, cultivating, cultivating?"

"Cultivation is fighting spirit!"

"Well, it's time for me to go."

"Before leaving, little one, I'm sending you a word."

"But you can't tell anyone that!"

"Isn't my sister Yue okay too?"

Han Chen had already made up his mind.

Really, he excluded his father and brother.

"Nope."

The old man cut the railroad to the point.

"Woooooooooo......oo All right. ”

"Remember, when you cultivate, you should really cultivate yourself."

"Forging the flesh and bones with fighting spirit is the avenue."

"The little guy is very talented, work hard."

By the time the last sentence was spoken, the old man had long since disappeared.

Han Chen stood in place dumbfounded.

After a long time, he said excitedly:

"Wow, I saw the Dafa of Teleportation!"

"It's amazing, it's gone all of a sudden!"

"Well, forging the flesh with fighting spirit, muscles and bones is the great way, and the real cultivation should be oneself."

After thinking about the white-haired old man's words for a while, he repeated them several times in his mouth, and Han Chen seemed to understand.

Thinking of the white ring that the old man had just given, Han Chen took it out and played with it for a while.

After seeing and biting, smelling and listening, he put it into his clothes like a baby, and said to himself:

"It's time to go home."

"Huh?"

Han Chen blinked his big eyes and looked around, looking dazed.

After a long time, he began to cry.

"Woooooooooo......oo Brother, father, where is this? ”

"Xiao Chen doesn't recognize the way home, woo woo woo ......"

Until the end of the day.

Han Ling and several servants from the clan found Han Chen, who was asleep against a big tree, and brought him back to the Han Mansion.

And Zhang Liang's injury is also over.

The Zhang family didn't have the courage to go to the Han family to cause trouble.

Although Zhang Cheng hated it very much, he was not as good as others, so he had to break his teeth and swallow it.