Self-slapping three times?

Including Zeng Qingwu, all the people present were stunned.

Damn, they didn't hear it wrong, did they? Zeng Yihao actually asked Liu Tou to slap himself three times?

This...... Is this still the introverted and timid eight-grade waste Zeng Yihao from before?

Liu Yuan looked at Zeng Yihao with a stunned face as if he didn't know Zeng Yihao. He has always looked down on Zeng Yihao, because although Zeng Yihao's cultivation qualifications are a little stronger than him, his surname is extremely weak, no matter how he is counted down or beaten by others, he will not fight back, nor will he fight back.

However, today, Zeng Yihao, a waste, has become unprecedentedly strong?

However, Liu Yuan soon calmed down, and thought to himself: "This kid must have broken through to the fourth-order Xuantu because of his cultivation, so he thought that he could fight with Lao Tzu! Damn! Stupid! How could a waste who had just broken through hurt himself who had already entered the fourth-order Xuantu for many years and had experienced a hundred battles?"

Besides, if you back down because of this kid's breakthrough, wouldn't you lose face in front of your brothers?

"That's right!" Zeng Qingwu was surprised, but he was even more happy, and his previous depression was suddenly swept away because of his son's sudden toughness, and he nodded heavily: "Even if our Zeng family is down now, not everyone can come to the door to bully!"

"Haha...... It's really funny, just by you, dare to let Lao Tzu slap himself three times? Waste is waste, even if it breaks through to the fourth-order Xuan Disciple, it is also waste!" Liu Yuan's eyes flashed, and as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp eagle claw grabbed Zeng Yihao's shoulder, and his five fingers were instantly as hard as iron, and the speed was swift and brought a rustling sound.

If you go down this claw, even the hard bark will be scratched a few big holes!

"Hit him, hit him!" the gang of ruffians behind Liu Yuan immediately cheered in unison.

Zeng Yihao's eyes sharpened, Liu Yuan's move was as fast as the wind in the eyes of ordinary people, and it was impossible to prevent it, but in his opinion, it was still a little too slow.

Seeing Liu Yuan's right wrist and elbow, Zeng Yihao's right hand suddenly changed his fingers into a palm to clasp his wrist veins, and his five fingers slammed into force, like a steel and iron lock, and buckled steadily, and at the same time pulled along this force to the right side of his body, and then raised his foot to accumulate strength, and kicked Liu Yuan's calf tibia like lightning.

There was a loud "bang", and Liu Yuan, who was still very fierce before, was suddenly caught off guard by this hard pull and kick, and fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a burst of dust, and couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

The ruffians who were laughing at themselves for Zeng Yihao being a waste, and Zeng Qingwu, who was slightly worried, were all stunned.

Without waiting for Liu Yuan to have time to react, Zeng Yihao stepped forward, and the right hand that held Liu Yuan's wrist vein suddenly twisted backwards, twisting Liu Yuan's arm directly behind his back, and his left leg pressed down fiercely at the same time, just pressing on Liu Yuan's waist, so that he could no longer struggle.

"Alas, I haven't practiced for a few days, and my hands are raw!" This trick of grappling and fighting was learned by Zeng Yihao in his previous life as an amateur with his cousin who was an armed policeman, and he also used it to deal with a few gangsters in the countryside, and he used it very easily, so he took advantage of the situation at this moment.

Seeing that Liu Yuan, who had always been arrogant, was thrown to the ground with just one move, and he couldn't get up again, the onlookers were suddenly stunned, and looked at Zeng Yihao, who was suppressing Liu Yuan majestically, in disbelief.

One move, just one move, Liu Yuan, who has been a fourth-order mystical disciple for many years, was defeated by the former waste, and only then broke through to the fist of Zeng Yihao, who had been a fourth-order prostitute's disciple for less than two days?

Nima, aren't you dazzled?

Several ruffians even raised their hands and wiped their eyes in disbelief, making sure that they were not mistaken, Liu Yuan was indeed defeated, and suddenly felt a chill, I don't know who shouted: "Hurry up!" Everyone has fled in all directions like frightened birds, lest if they go slowly, they will be the next to suffer!

Liu Yuan is a fourth-order Xuan disciple, they are not!

And those neighbors who were used to being bullied by Liu Yuan came back to their senses at this time, but did not disperse, but cheered excitedly in unison: "Okay!"

"Well played!"

Although I don't understand why Zeng Yihao, who has always been cowardly, suddenly became heroic, there is no doubt that such a result is what everyone wants to see.

Liu Yuan was pressed to the ground by Zeng Yihao, and tried to use the Xuan Qi to struggle and resist several times, but there was no way, as soon as the Xuan Qi in his body was transported to the position where Zeng Yihao was stuck, he could no longer pass through, and he could not burst out with the power he should have.

"This ...... Did this kid take the wrong medicine?!" He couldn't help but be secretly shocked by Zeng Yihao's strength. His strength is medium among the fourth-order Xuan disciples, so he can gather a group of people to run amok, who would have thought that this Zeng Yihao was cowardly and incompetent in the past, but now he is heroic and brave, and the hand that stuck his right wrist is really as tight as fine iron handcuffs!

As soon as he heard the cheers of these neighbors, Liu Yuan suddenly had a horizontal face that was almost purple with shame, and roared angrily: "You...... You...... Let go of me!"

In fact, Zeng Yihao has been practicing "Tianshu Hundred Exercises" for the past ten years, and the strength in his hands has been extremely stable, he used to be a surname, and he didn't know how to use it, but now that he has changed his soul and restored a little of a man's blood surname, the foundation is solid, and the essence has been solidified, how can it be compared to ordinary fourth-order Xuantian?

"Smack!" Under the eager admiring gaze of the neighbors, Zeng Yihao leaned down and slapped Liu Yuan's face loudly with his idle left hand: "You don't know how to do it yourself, so you can only do it yourself!"

He was annoyed in his heart that Liu Yuan made his father so angry that he coughed up blood, and this slap went down, without leaving a hand, even if Liu Yuan was already a fourth-order Xuan disciple, his right face was still crimson and almost swollen, and with the face that was already so angry that he was purple, he suddenly became more Guan Gong than Guan Gong, and even more Zhang Fei than Zhang Fei!

"It feels good, your skin is really thick, this palm actually didn't swell you! Come again!" Seeing Liu Yuan's gaze about to be on fire, ashamed and angry, struggling desperately, Zeng Yihao snorted coldly, firmly pressed his leg against his waist, and his left hand also pressed his twisted right arm, raised his right hand and slapped it twice on the cheek on the same side again, until Liu Yuan's cheek was completely high and swollen like a big steamed bun, and then he couldn't stop with his hand.

Dare to make my father so angry that he vomits blood, and Lao Tzu will also make you bleed!

"Good! Well fought!" Some of the bold people in the neighborhood shouted loudly again: "Brother Hao is mighty! Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog!"

Zeng Qingwu's eyes lit up when he saw it on the side, and even his pale face was a little flushed with excitement, and he screamed in his heart: "God has opened his eyes! Hao'er finally has a little bit of a man's blood!"

God knows how much he has secretly poured out for this son's temper over the years!

Zeng Yihao slapped him three times, and then let go of the iron wrist that held Liu Yuan in disgust, and pushed him forward: "Remember, I don't have to mess with the master in the future! Otherwise, the master will see you once and beat you once!"

"You...... You've got a kind, you're ...... You wait!" Liu Yuan was sent by this force, and slid forward more than a meter away, his chest was uncomfortably ground by the hard ground, not to mention, he also lost face in front of the younger brothers, naturally he hated it very much. It's just that he is alone at the moment, but Zeng Yihao still has a father in the middle of the Xuanshi period, how dare he fight again, he can only put down his cruel words with hatred, and hurriedly get up from the ground in embarrassment and escape.

Zeng Yihao showed a smug smile on his face at this time, and arched his hand to the neighbors who were watching: "Thank you, everyone please go back! Otherwise, be careful that Liu Yuan will come back to take revenge on you." ”

Everyone suddenly came to their senses, and they had seen enough of the excitement anyway, so they hurried back to their respective homes.

Zeng Yihao hurriedly hugged his father and walked home: "Dad, Aunt Xu said that you vomited blood just now?"

"Hao'er, did you really go to 'Baizhang Death'?" Zeng Qingwu, who looked relieved, did not answer the question, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to put his hand on Zeng Yihao's wrist: "Let my father see ......." ”

"It's okay!" Zeng Yihao's heart warmed, and Zeng Qingwu checked his pulse, and said with a smile: "I'm really fine!"

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