Ji Wufeng had murderous intentions towards Chen Yi.

He clearly remembered that the last time he was at the concert, Chen Yi stole his limelight in front of so many people, and it was because of Chen Yi that Yuhao Real Estate terminated the contract with him and missed the opportunity to catch the big ship of Zhang's Group.

He hates Zhang Yuhao, and hates Chen Yi even more!

The multi-year plan was ruined, and at that time, he thought that the whole sky was going to fall.

But there is no endless road!

Without the Zhang Group, God sent him a third son of the Nanhai Ji family!

Not only did he return to his own genealogy, but he also brought a lot of capital investment, dredged various channels, and in just one week, he helped Huofeng Real Estate annex more than ten small companies!

In addition to this, legendary warriors were also sent.

What is a Yuhao property?

What is Zhang's Group?

A little Chen Yi is a fart!

Ji Wufeng felt that now that he wanted to pinch Chen Yi to death, it was the same as pinching an ant to death, it was a simple matter!

"The game is not over yet, Chen Yi, let's go to the ring!"

The corners of Ji Wufeng's mouth rose, revealing a playful smile.

The audience at the table didn't understand at first, a game that was about to end, why Ji Wufeng asked for another game after the arrival of this young man.

But with the revelations of some insiders, they understood.

"I remember this young man, the last time he was at the concert at the Xinghai Hotel, he slapped Ji Wufeng in the face!"

"So, this time, is Ji Wufeng ready to take revenge?"

"Revenge, in my opinion, humiliation!"

In the audience, there was a large burst of laughter.

They couldn't wait to see the picture of Chen Yi being humiliated by those warriors!

Zhang Yuhao's face was a little unnatural, and he didn't expect that Ji Wufeng would bring more than a dozen martial artists with him this time, and they were at the peak level of internal strength.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Mr. Chen, why don't you admit defeat in this game...... At the very least, the strength of these people is the peak martial artist of internal strength, and you may not be their opponent......"

"Peak martial artists of internal strength?"

Chen Yi glanced at these people standing beside Ji Wufeng and smiled faintly.

However, the others did not agree.

This group of goods?

It's too big!

"Don't look at how many catties and taels you have, and dare to underestimate a martial artist with peak internal strength!" Ji Wufeng sneered and ordered, "Ah Liang, I will go all out and beat me hard!"

"Young Master Wufeng, don't worry!"

Ah Liang licked his lips excitedly, and Chen Yi in front of him made him instinctively feel a trace of jealousy, especially those eyes, as if he wanted to see through all his details. That's what makes him feel excited!

He decided to come to something a little different from before.

A wisp of blood mist gradually emerged, like a blood python clinging to his arm, looking very hideous and terrifying.

His entire arm grew rapidly in a circle at this moment, and even the fist was covered with a layer of blood-colored armor.

Chen Yi was slightly surprised when he saw this scene.

I didn't expect that Shui Lanxing would have this method of condensing blood qi and turning it into hard armor, which is a bit interesting!

Since returning from the Immortal Realm, he has not seen a local cultivator of the Water Blue Star Sect.

Last time I met Yang Cong, a disciple of Shushan, in the Longmen Grottoes, I thought I could see the so-called sword immortal posture, but I didn't think it would be a joke with only three or two swordsmanship, but now that I think about it, I am still a little disappointed.

"Why don't you guys go up together, or it won't feel like a pressure. Chen Yi said lightly.

As soon as he said this, the audience instantly became noisy.

"I'm not old, but my tone is not small, it's really arrogant!"

"More than a dozen peak martial artists with internal strength are on the same page, and they don't worry about being turned into scum in an instant!"

"Maybe I know that I will lose this battle, and I want to take advantage of it verbally!"

Even Zhang Yutong and Zhang Yuhao, who were in the distance, changed their faces when they heard Chen Yi's words.

Although they have seen Chen Yi make a move.

But at this moment, he is facing more than a dozen internal strength martial artists, and if he shoots together, he will face what a terrifying combat power!

They couldn't help but worry about Chen Yi in their hearts.

Ah Liang, who was standing opposite Chen Yi, laughed angrily: "You are looking for death!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-colored lines on his arms bulged and spread all the way to his neck, and his eyes became extremely scarlet at this moment.

It looks kind of hideous!

I saw him stomp his foot suddenly, and his right fist, which was covered with blood-colored lines, shot out like lightning in an instant.

In an instant, a sonic boom rang out.

The blood-colored mist that filled the space, as if it had been manipulated, formed a huge iron fist and blasted towards Chen Yi!

This punch is more powerful than the one against a 100-game winning boxer!

Seeing that this punch was about to hit Chen Yi, but he didn't move, people seemed to be able to see the scene of him being blown away by a punch in the next moment, and his mouth was full of blood foam.

Zhang Yuhao swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and sighed bitterly in his heart, Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, don't dare to hold it up!

Zhang Yutong stared at the ring tightly, his fists clenched, very nervous.

A look of happiness appeared on Ji Wufeng's face.

Unexpectedly, Ah Liang actually drove this move, but he had seen Ah Liang perform it with his own eyes, and the three-foot-thick steel plate at that time could not resist this punch!

He Chen Yi, can you?

Even if you win Lin Chuxia's heart!

Climb on the big ship of Zhang's Group!

And what's the use?

In the end, it's not like you can't even resist a punch?

Under the anxious gaze of everyone, Chen Yi finally moved.

In the face of Ah Liang's punch, he didn't dodge, but slowly raised his palm.

The seemingly weak palm didn't have any strength, so it was pushed out like this!

Boom!

There was a dull sound.

The scene where Chen Yi was blown away by a punch did not appear, but there was a sound of bones breaking.

The next moment, Ah Liang's wailing screams rang out.

He only felt that this punch had hit the incomparably hard steel, and before he could stop it, a terrifying force pierced through his entire arm, and the armor formed by the blood-colored lines turned into countless fragments and cracked.

Even, the bones of the entire right arm were shattered by this soft palm!

"It's useless, I thought the power of your punch would be strong!" Chen Yi's indifferent voice sounded in Ah Liang's ears, and then he raised his leg and kicked Ah Liang's chest.

I saw that his body seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, flew high, and fell heavily to the ground.

His entire chest collapsed, and his sternum was more than half broken.

Everyone stared blankly at the picture, speechless in shock.

On the second floor of the entire Spring Rain Building, Yaqi was silent.

Chen Yi returned to the ring and glanced at the remaining dozen or so internal strength martial artists.

"Let's go together, or you'll be like him!"