Chapter 22: What Can You Do After Three Slaps in the Face?
"Fan Ye, let me get rid of him!"
Behind him, Cheng Xiaotian came out of the crowd, came to Cheng Fan's side, and whispered in his ear.
"It's okay, it's just a mad dog, there's no need to bother with it, and it's not the place to fix it. ”
"But-" Cheng Xiaotian still thought that his strength had greatly improved, and he had become a four-star martial artist in the Martial Arts Realm, with fifty points of combat power, and he could be said to be the strongest among the younger generation in Ziyang Town.
Knowing the strength of his own mortal master, Cheng Xiaotian's heart swelled deeply, and he felt that their Cheng clan could completely walk sideways in Ziyang Town.
Cheng Fan glanced at Cheng Xiaotian lightly, his eyes were neither happy nor sad, but with a majesty that could not be disobeyed.
At this glance, Cheng Xiaotian was full of excitement, and he didn't dare to speak anymore, so he obediently returned to the team and stopped talking.
On the side, Cheng Xiao'er saw that the previous boss couldn't speak, so he immediately hid aside and didn't speak.
'Obediently, Fan Ye is really calm, if I have the strength of Fan Ye, where can I not allow these villains to jump. I would have slapped them to death with a single palm. Perhaps, this is also the place why Fan Ye is Fan Ye. ’
Although he thought so in his heart, Cheng Xiao'er, who was hiding behind Cheng Fan, looked at King Ye Ren with a provocative gaze and blinked.
After Cheng Xiao'er saw that Cheng Xiaotian was frustrated, he would no longer stupidly hit Cheng Fan's muzzle, he had his own methods.
seemed to feel Cheng Xiao'er's malice, Ye Renwang was very angry, in his opinion, except for Cheng Xiaotian in the Cheng family, everyone else is garbage, not qualified to talk to himself, but he is such a garbage, he dares to provoke himself, how can this be true!
"Cheng Xiaotian, you are really bad now, you actually listen to the words of a hairy boy, when did you, a dignified young patriarch of the Cheng clan, become a lackey of others?"
A faint sneer came, and King Yeren held his head high, his nostrils facing the sky, and looked condescendingly at Cheng Xiaotian in the crowd.
It's just that what King Yeren doesn't know is how ugly his appearance is.
Cheng Xiaotian looked at the lazy and idle Fan Ye, his brows furrowed slightly, thinking in his heart why Fan Ye was so low-key and allowed such a jumping clown to jump.
However, now that they are members of the Cheng clan, since the patriarch Fan Ye is silent, then it is difficult for those of them to be junior brothers to say anything.
At the moment, Cheng Xiaotian looked too lazy to pay attention.
"Oh, Cheng Xiaotian, you're afraid of me. If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have talked to a gutless rat like you, it's really ......."
Before King Ye Ren finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Fan: "Xiaotian, come out of the ranks." Swatt this fly to death that was obstructing my view. ”
"Yes, Master Fan. ”
Cheng Xiaotian walked out excitedly, his whole body was full of momentum, and a chaotic Ruyi breath flowed all over his body, and behind him, layers of bronze membranes emerged, as many as fifty layers.
"Savage, you're dead!" Cheng Xiaotian clenched his hands into fists, and the family's yellow-rank martial art "Cloud Turning Palm" was used by him.
Experiencing the power of divine thought to temper the soul, so that his qualifications have been greatly improved, so that Cheng Xiaotian has a deep understanding of such a family heirloom yellow-level martial art, before, he just practiced such a martial art to the realm of 'perfection', which can increase combat effectiveness by 20 points.
But now, with the improvement of qualifications and the enhancement of understanding, Cheng Xiaotian has deduced the "Cloud Turning Palm" to the realm of "reaching the peak", and his combat effectiveness has increased by 30 points.
In other words, now Cheng Xiaotian's strength is equivalent to a seven-star low-level cultivator of the Martial Arts Realm with a combat power of 80 points, and he can sweep the entire field (except for Cheng Fan) alone, and no one can beat him.
"Who wouldn't talk big. Don't think that if you break through in your cultivation, I'll be afraid of you. ”
When he saw the fifty layers of dense bronze film behind Cheng Xiaotian, the young patriarch of the Ye family, King Ye Ren, did chuckle in his heart, he didn't expect that he hadn't seen it for a long time, and the strength of his old opponent had actually advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching an extremely terrifying realm.
Cheng Xiaotian, a four-star martial artist who stepped into the martial arts realm, had already surpassed himself, and also surpassed the young master of the Yang family, the first city lord before Ziyang Town.
Ye Renwang saw that Cheng Xiaotian's strength exceeded his own by three points, and he was quite nervous in his heart, the difference in combat power was three points, which made Cheng Xiaotian advanced, and although he was also a genius, he couldn't do it to fight against Cheng Xiaotian, who was a genius at the same time.
In this battle, let alone him, even if Yang Qizu arrives, he will definitely be defeated.
"Really, then why are you stepping back and avoiding me?" Cheng Xiaotian laughed, and at this moment, he felt very angry.
"Savage, don't run away, eat me. ”
"Whoever runs is the grandson, Cheng Xiaotian, if you have the ability, you will catch up with me. "Ye Renwang used the Ye family's peerless "Low Cloud Vertical", which is also a yellow-level martial arts footwork, which has been practiced by him to the top grade, and can span ten steps in one second.
Since he was a child, he has far surpassed the other party in the footwork field, so for many years, King Yeren has also relied on this and wantonly attacked Cheng Xiaotian.
"Oh, I know how to do a good footwork?" Cheng Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared on his face: "If it's just like this, then, I'm sorry, I will too." ”
"Will I too?" This sentence resounded in Ye Renwang's mind, but before he could think about it, he saw that his old opponent Cheng Xiaotian actually controlled their family's peerless "Liuyun Step", and he also crossed ten steps in a second and caught up.
"I'm in a daze!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Renwang was taken aback, Cheng Xiaotian was not so powerful in the past, the last time he saw the other party's "Liuyun Step" was just a medium-grade 'pure fire' realm, and there was still a little difference from the top-grade 'peak' realm, why, Shibei should be impressed in three days.
"Smack~"
A heavy slap sounded, but when Ye Renwang was shocked, he didn't find that Cheng Xiaotian still touched it, and the distance between the two was no more than three feet, so Cheng Xiaotian, who grabbed the fighter, slapped him viciously at the moment.
"This slap is the enmity of the past, and now it is returned a hundred times. ”
"Smack~"
Ye Renwang was slapped by Cheng Xiaotian, and the whole person was stunned, he stood still in a daze, he didn't have time to dodge, and he actually received a slap from the other party.
The left and right sides of his face were beaten, and a hot pain came, causing Ye Renwang to wake up.
"Cheng Xiaotian! Cheng Xiaotian! You deceive people too much!"
"Smack~"
Cheng Xiaotian approached the past, seized the opportunity, slapped him again, and said with a smile in his heart: "The skills are not as good as others, what can I do if I beat you?"
Today's Cheng Xiaotian, one step to the sky, the width of the Yuan Dao in his body, reaching the "half-king level" of half a meter, his qualifications are already a hundred times that of before, and his vision is naturally more long-term, how can he really regard King Yeren as his opponent.
As Fan Ye said, it's just a buzzing, annoying fly.
What's more, with Fan Ye here, Cheng Xiaotian is full of confidence, and no one is afraid of coming.
"Haha~"
"Hahaha......"
"Brother Xiaotian, play well, slap them a few more times, let them remember for a long time. ”
Cheng Xiao'er, Cheng Xiaolong and others were all excited, and couldn't help laughing, this Cheng Xiaotian, beating people in the face, it was really good, it was wonderful.
It was the first time they had seen the young patriarch of the Ye family beaten into a pig's head.
"Cheng family, you deceive people too much!"
"Young Patriarch, here we are. ”
When King Ye Ren fought against Cheng Xiaotian just now, although the Ye family saw that Cheng Xiaotian's strength had greatly improved, they still didn't care, in their opinion, Cheng Xiaotian had always had an Achilles' heel, that is, his speed was too slow.
has always been unable to touch the corner of his own boss's clothes.
However, where did the Ye family think that Cheng Xiaotian's strength had improved by leaps and bounds, not to mention that even the footwork "Liuyun Step" had also made great progress, reaching the realm of top-grade 'reaching the peak'.
This time, the distance between the two was shortened.
Therefore, the young patriarch Ye Renwang was slapped three times, and they came back to their senses, and at that moment, the remaining nine people of the Ye family swarmed up and surrounded Cheng Xiaotian and other Cheng clansmen.
"Heh! If you can't win a heads-up fight, you are ready to bully more people and fewer people?" Cheng Xiao'er stood up and said with a sneer.