You Fatzi and Huang Qiuping played chess in the backyard.

The maids walked around with various food boxes, and the fat man's mouth never stopped.

You Fat Man chewed Jiangsu cake in his mouth, pushed the plate down in front of Huang Qiuping, and said, "Qiuping, don't you eat this Jiangsu cake?"

Huang Qiuping shook her head and said, "I'm too tired to eat." After saying that, he bit his lip lightly.

Huang Qiuping has lived all these years, and she has never seen such exquisite pastries, she is reluctant to eat them, but her face makes him tell Fat You that she doesn't want to eat them.

You Fatzi nodded stupidly, and concentrated on the chess game again.

Chen Wuregret didn't know how to play chess, he looked a little tired, so he wandered around the fat mansion.

The whole fat mansion can really be called magnificent and magnificent, and the description of the palace compound said by Lao Chen is exactly the same, rockeries and strange stones, pavilions and lakes, everything is available. The clothes of the maids were almost the same as those of the ordinary young lady.

Chen Wuregret knew that the fat family was rich, but he didn't know that there was so much money.

As we walked, we came to a quiet place.

This place looks very deserted, and when the maids arrive here, they deliberately walk around.

Chen Wuregret walked in slowly.

A big girl walked over, in her early twenties, with a pretty face, her white hand grabbed Chen Wuregret's arm, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, this is the mansion of the eldest prince, his temper is not good." ”

Chen Wuregret nodded, "Thank you, sister." ”

The maid stretched out her hand, touched Chen Wuregret's head, and said, "Brother should be well-behaved." Then he went about his business.

Chen Wuregret stopped in front of the courtyard gate, and he didn't know why, he wanted to go in and have a look.

He sympathized with Fat Ling.

Chen Wuregret thought for a moment, but still stepped into the courtyard.

The silence in the yard was terrible, not a single person, not even a bird.

Some wooden stakes surrounded the courtyard, and there were dried blood stains on them. It seems that it was left over from Fat Ling's daily practice. The broken sandbags were scattered everywhere in front of the steps, and no one was to tidy them up.

Next to the sandbag, there was a person sitting, none other than Fat Ling.

Fat Ling slowly lowered his fingers, the fingers of both hands were swollen, and the circular indentations were particularly obvious. These indentations are the result of the collision between the tiger and the iron rice bowl. If it weren't for the fact that both arms were numb and Fat Ling would continue to fight, he wouldn't believe that he couldn't break the iron rice bowl.

Fat Ling is now like a toddler old man, every movement is very careful, but despite this, he still touches the wound and shows a painful expression.

Chen Wuregret "cough" twice and walked over, his steps were very light.

Fat Ling was still trembling with fright, his palm accidentally touched the wound, and he immediately grinned in pain, he frowned angrily, thinking that he was a maid who was not long-eyed, and was about to scold, but he didn't expect it to be Chen Wuregret.

Fat Ling's frowning brows loosened a little, turning into a face full of surprise, and he said, "Why are you?"

Chen Wuregret looked at the sandbag on the ground again. These sandbags are the size of adults, and I really don't know what means Fat Ling used to smash them. Chen Wuregret said lightly: "I think, can you teach me to practice?"

The corner of Fat Ling's mouth showed a sneer, he glanced at the sandbag on the ground, and then looked at Chen Wuregret, and said, "I know, you are the waste of the Chen family, Chen Wuregret." Let me tell you, to me, you are not even as good as the sandbag on the ground! The Chen family is a waste boy, and he still can't get out of the wall for ten years! Do you hear it, get out, waste!"

Where did the humiliation he got from his younger brother just now, but now Fat Ling vented it on Chen Wuregret's body. People in the world are always like this, as if they have proved that others are waste, and they are not waste.

Chen Wuregret didn't have any expression, he didn't seem to even want to reply, his flat head was raised a few points, and he looked unruly. Fat Ling is right, he is a waste, but he will not be a waste forever! Today, Fat You has achieved mutation and evolution, and I can do it without regrets!

Fat Ling looked at Chen Wuregret, his eyes full of doubts.

Why didn't the young man in front of him get angry, or pick up his fist and smash it on his head? As long as a normal person is humiliated, he will definitely do it.

Fat Ling suddenly figured it out, and he sneered: "Oh, it turns out that you are not Chen Wuregret. Only by recognizing the wrong person can you explain why the young man in front of him is so calm.

Chen Wuregret showed a surprised look and said, "I am Chen Wuregret." ”

Fat Ling was holding the ground with one hand, already getting up from the steps, and he said, "If you are Chen Wuregret, then you are really a waste!

Chen Wuregret was silent, he didn't know how to explain to Fat Ling.

There are many ways to resist in this world, some people draw their knives and roar, and both sides are defeated, and some people endure for ten years in exchange for a sword of revenge. Chen Wuregret is obviously more inclined to the latter. Besides, Chen Wuregret doesn't care much about the word "waste", what he cares about is his mother.

Fat Ling looked at Chen Wuregret's appearance, and a nameless fire arose in his heart. He clenched his fists and rushed over.

The speed was so fast, and it was a sneak attack, Chen Wuregret didn't have time to react.

The fist wind reached Chen Wuregret's face, blowing up his hair, but it stopped.

Seeing that Chen Wuregret was still that wooden, Fat Ling suddenly laughed, laughed miserably, he let go of Chen Wuregret's collar, and said, "Heh, I finally know why you are a waste." The fist hit me in the face, and I didn't know how to resist. ”

Chen Wuregret said: "You are a sneak attack, I can't dodge." If you want to fight, we can fight in the open. Chen Wuregret's hand was slightly bent, and a stream of white qi swirled around his fingertips. This is the benefit of the acquired immortal bone, which allows him to achieve the source of the Qi body.

Fat Ling looked at Chen Wuregret and said coldly: "You are really a strange person, no, strange waste." Today, if you win against me, I will teach you how to practice your body!"

Chen Wuregret took a step back and clenched his fists, he felt that the immortal bones in his body were gathering Lingqi from the three dantians to the middle dantian, and the Lingqi in the middle dantian became extremely abundant. This feeling has never been felt before, one word "cool". This was Chen Wuregret's first actual battle after obtaining the immortal bone, and he himself wanted to see the difference between having immortal bones and not having immortal bones.

Fat Ling's fist had already "swished" and flew over, a straight hook. Fat Ling's fist was still swollen, with a trace of blood, but when Fat Ling fought, he was like a wolf, as if he was completely unaware of the fact that his fist was already red and swollen.

Chen Wuregret put his palms together, wrapped in a stream of white qi, and took the punch stiffly, taking dozens of steps in a row. But he didn't feel the slightest pressure, if he didn't have the protection of his body, Chen Wuregret would have fallen to the ground and wailed after this punch.

Fat Linghu looked at Chen Wuregret's hands suspiciously, that white Lingqi was definitely not at the level of practicing Qi, there was only one possibility, this Chen Wuregret had been pretending to be a waste.

Fat Ling's footsteps changed, dodging close to his face, a set of combination punches, very sharp.

Chen Wuregret turned his palm to resist Fat Ling's fist, but the knee collision made him grin in pain. Fat Ling's knees, where are the knees, they are simply pieces of iron.

Fat Ling didn't spare his knees at all, and after seeing Chen Wuregret hiding in the stone, he broke the stone with one knee and punched the bridge of Chen Wuregret's nose again.

If Chen Wuregret hadn't relied on Qi's protection, he would have fallen to the ground and couldn't get up. Chen Wuregret's legs trembled, he didn't expect that in addition to a pair of fists, the knees of the person who practiced the body were so powerful.

Fat Ling said coldly: "Chen Wuregret, you are hiding deep enough, but it seems that you only have the appearance of practicing the Qi Eightfold Realm, and you still can't beat me." After speaking, he made a yin trick and lifted it to Chen Wuregret's crotch.

Chen Wuregret hurriedly protected his crotch with both hands, but Fat Ling flew over with an uppercut, hammering Chen Wuregret into the air. Chen Wuregret lost gravity and had no chance to fight back at all.

Fat Ling roared angrily: "Air combination punch!" An elbow strike, followed by countless punches hitting Chen Wuregret's face. With such a fast fist speed, Chen Wuregret's head was buzzing, and he couldn't even shout for help.

The last blow was a knee against Chen Wuregret's stomach and fell quickly, and the gap time for this blow was also greater, because the attack method changed from fist to knee top.

Chen Wuregret closed his eyes, and an ethereal figure appeared in his mind, and the figure used an ethereal sword, and the tiger was vigorous. Chen Wuregret felt that his whole body had become lighter, and he was one with the Qi around him. One by one, the sword qi began to solidify.

Fat Ling slammed down with one knee, but suddenly a sword slammed out, scratching his cheek.

Countless sword qi trapped Fat Ling to death, and as soon as Fat Ling raised his hand, a sword Qi cut a bloody mark on his fist. Fat Ling knew that if he stepped forward recklessly, he would definitely be pierced and killed by this Wan Qi.

Chen Wuregret floated in mid-air, and a cloud of ashes slowly appeared in his hand, and the ashes slowly condensed into the shape of a sword.

"Out of the Innate Kendo Full Realm!"

With a dragon groan, Ash rushed towards Fat Ling.

Fat Ling had never seen such a powerful force, that power was like the legendary Flying Wonderland powerhouse, he closed his eyes and greeted the coming of death.

The ashes attacked Fat Ling's body, but like paper, they bounced off and fell to the ground. The sword qi that filled the screen also quickly collapsed.

Chen Wuregret laughed at himself: "The ashes are really still ashes, and the ants are really still ants." After saying that, he fell from the sky with a pop and fell to the ground miserably.

Fat Ling looked at the gray fly who had no combat power, and understood, this guy's magic weapon turned out to be weak to this point, if his magic weapon was a chopstick, with this full screen of swords, he would definitely not be his opponent.

Chen has no regrets and defeats.

Fat Ling wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his hands hurt, but he couldn't take care of it, in the past, he would also make his hands look like this, and it was no big deal. He cares more about Chen Wuregret than himself. He walked to Chen Wuregret's side and wanted to help him up, but he couldn't stretch out his hand, he was at a loss, and he asked, "That move just now, is it the full realm of innate swordsmanship?"

Chen Wuregret's eyes were full of loss, it was his disappointment in himself, he nodded and said: "Yes, the innate sword path is full of realm, but you have also seen that because of the magic weapon, the full realm has become useless. ”

Since Fat Ling couldn't pull down his face to help Chen Wuregret up, he simply sat next to Chen Wuregret, and he said: "You are actually stronger than Li Xin, stronger than most children of the same age in Feixian City, but they call you a waste, how can you bear it?"