Chapter Twenty-Eight: Mutation

Zhao Qianyuan, who had been burning with jealousy, lowered his head at the moment, couldn't see his demeanor clearly, and he also didn't know what he was thinking. However, since Wang San was knocked unconscious, he has maintained this posture, as calm as a stake, which is very abnormal, but no one has looked at him, because a fight in the field completely attracted the attention of Du Shuxiang and Zhao Yiling, if you want to describe it, it is - tragic!

Zhang Er's physique is strong, his muscles are bulging, he looks like a brute bull when he sees it, and Shen Yun looks like a weak scholar. However, the way the two fought was extremely rude, giving up defense, giving up dodging, facing the bombardment head-on, and being as violent as primitive people. In this case, anyone will see the strong Zhang Er, after all, physical fitness determines that the attack power is very resistant. However, what he saw was surprising, Shen Yun was completely suppressing Zhang Er, which was too surprising.

Bang!

The solid fist kept hitting the two of them, the pain was already numb, and they just wanted to hit each other hard, they roared, they were crazy, their eyes exuded the ferocity of a beast, even if their mouth and nose were bleeding, they didn't take half a step back.

Gradually, Zhang Er began to gasp, and with every punch, he involuntarily retreated, but he still didn't flinch, didn't admit defeat, and exuded amazing fighting intent!

The tenacity of the other party made Shen Yun admire, and the will of the other party convinced Shen Yun, but he would not stop, and he would blast out the iron fist with all his might, this is respect, this is the best respect for the fighter. He was in tears, not sad but joyful, and he was so moved by this battle. Well, he wants to dedicate it to the other party with the highest respect.

Shen Yun opened the door widely, and the two consecutive punches in his chest, the heavy punch force made him hiss, but he still began to lean back slightly, and at the same time, his back legs were slightly bent, his front legs were straight, and his right fist was aligned with his shoulders like a string of accumulated strength. When the momentum is completed, the body leans forward quickly, and at the same time, the legs are bent and exchanged at the same time, and the right fist is struck out in a straight line, bang, a loud bang is heard, and at the same time, the opponent's muffled snort is heard, followed by the collision sound of flying to the ground.

Do you feel it? This punch of respect, this most sublime response. Shen Yun slowly raised his head, at this time he had a smile on his face, but tears kept flowing down his cheeks, looking at Zhang Er, who was unconscious.

What makes people so happy, what makes people so enjoyable, why is this emotion so fascinating? Fight, fight...... War, that's the word, so hot-blooded, so excited, so exciting, until you can't stop.

Shen Yun's tears were not only because the other party made him respect, let him enjoy, and made his blood boil. And also...... This was an unfair battle, a trace of regret, he couldn't help but cry, even tears, hate? Regret? No, life is always unfair, he doesn't have that kind of sentimentality, whether it is fair or not needs to be fought for, it needs to be resolved, and he uses his own advantages to use everything to return to a relative fairness. At this time, his heart is very mysterious, and he longs for an opponent, an opponent who can let him show his strengths, to a bloody battle that dances with death.

Before the amnesia, the body was already very strong, otherwise it would not even be qualified to be dragged by Rong Ruo with a rope as bait; the Nameless Pill has improved the quality of the body in all aspects; the perception of the state of mind has reached the level of fearlessness; the body has been constantly breaking through the limit after half a month of rigorous training, and it is even the residual medicinal effect of the Pill that has been completely absorbed. This is Shen Yun's capital, and the above is not a matter of one plus one, and the result of many factors, even the powerhouses of the Yuan Infant Realm cannot compare with the physical strength alone, how can Zhang Er compare with Shen Yun, this is where the unfairness lies, no need Zhang Er, you have already performed very well.

The outcome of this battle is determined, and if the two choose this way, it is to lose if one side falls to the ground. So far, Shen Yun has won this competition. Then, the bet should be cashed in, but Zhao Qianyuan is still like that, motionless, quiet and scary.

This made Du Shuxiang very annoyed, and said angrily: "Zhao Qianyuan, you turtle bastard, you want to shrink your head if you lose, tell you, there is no door." This is not polite at all, after all, the other party provokes first, and constantly insults people, how can he be good-tempered to him at this time.

Hearing the roar, Zhao Qianyuan raised his head in confusion, looked left and right, a little at a loss, and muttered: "What?" This is a pampered son, who has a golden key since birth, he is pretentious, thinking that the world is in his hands, and when facing failure, how can he recognize the reality?!

Seeing Zhao Qianyuan, who had lost his square inch, after all, Zhao Yiling couldn't bear to pull the corner of Ladu's scholar's clothes, and said softly: "Forget it." ”

Suddenly, this word reached Zhao Qianyuan's ears, and he hated cultivation for the first time, which was so harsh, it deeply hurt his noble heart. He didn't want to be underestimated by the people he liked, so he puffed up his chest and said loudly: "How can I not afford to lose......! I kneel! I kowtow!" As he spoke, he faced Shen Yun and wanted to kneel.

Of course, Shen Yun would not stop it, although his perception of the two teenagers changed, he did not have a good impression of this Zhao Gongzi, and quietly waited for the other party to kowtow.

However, Zhao Qianyuan didn't kneel down after all, a soft red light supported his knees, he couldn't kneel, he was anxious, and cried: "Grandpa, let your grandson kneel, please, do things by yourself." When he saw Du Shuxiang's disdainful eyes and Zhao Yiling's unbearable expression, even if he was asked to die immediately, he did not hesitate.

Without a hint of warning, an old man suddenly appeared in the garden, he did not hide his breath, that kind of powerful power, let the rockery turn into dust in an instant, turn flowers and plants into debris, and the trees in the garden instantly collapsed into powder, a beautiful garden with flowers and birds, because this person appeared into a barren and bald land, but did not hurt everyone present, this is Liwei.

The old man looked very old, but his body was unusually strong, full of tendons, tendons and tendons, gray hair flying without wind, and red flames emanating from the outside of his body, like a humanoid fireball stepping on the void. At this time, the old man was very angry, and his gaze at Shen Yun and Du Shuxiang was extremely vicious, but he restrained himself, and said slowly to Zhao Qianyuan: "You are my most valued great-grandson, and the hope of the Zhao family in the future.

Zhao Qianyuan lowered his head and snorted: "Grandpa, I don't want to be a faithless villain, please do it." "He's still persistent, persistent in delivering on his promises. Maybe he's not bad by nature, he's just spoiled.

"The old man is in charge of everything, what do you take care of?" the old man spoke very strongly, making it clear that he wanted to bully the weak.

Hearing this, Shen Yun was shocked, the old man wanted to never let outsiders know about today's events, to save Zhao Qianyuan's face, if they didn't comply, the consequences might be killed on the spot.

At this moment, the situation is stronger than people, and even Shen Yun has nothing to do in the face of absolute power. What should I do? Is it a compromise? No, this is not Shen Yun's intention, yes, he is very afraid of death, but he will never bow his unyielding head, and he is so threatened. He was angry, and walked forward to the old man, one step, two steps, the invisible breath made the corners of his mouth drip blood, he gritted his teeth, eight steps later, blood spurted out of his nose, ten steps later, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, twenty steps later, his whole body was soaked with blood, at this time there was no pore in his body were bleeding, he was still pale, but his eyes were extremely firm, and said: "This matter is all because of me, and he must kneel." ”

Shen Yun decided to take it all on him, to protect Du Shuxiang and Zhao Yiling, how could this affection not let them feel it, Zhao Yiling couldn't cry anymore, Du Shuxiang lost the support of the tree, at this time it was all up to Zhao Yiling to help him, and said angrily: "Old bastard, if you dare to kill my brother, then it's best to kill me first, otherwise there will be no place for you in the nine days and ten places." ”

The old man frowned, these two people were too tough, he only wanted the other party to be soft, it seemed that things were beyond expectations. After thinking for a moment, the old man said: "If you can resist my breath and walk twenty steps, whether it is your will or your physique, you are willing to be my apprentice?"

"I don't want to ......" Shen Yun was hit by a wave of air when he said the two words, like a kite with broken strings flying upside down, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, and then hitting the ground, although he was not unconscious, he couldn't even move a finger.

When he saw the old man stretch out his fingers, red balls gathered at the end of his fingers, and then a red line shot out, he shouted loudly with his last strength: "No! ”

The target of that red line was Du Shuxiang, at this time he was not much better than Shen Yun, how could he flash, but he saw Zhao Yiling suddenly rushing in front of him, and the red back made his heart seem to be hollowed out for a moment, and roared: "Ling'er don't!" How can he let the woman he loves stand in the way, he hates, he hates this sense of powerlessness, he regrets, he regrets that he once sealed and cultivated to enlightenment. At this moment, he shed bloody tears.

However, Zhao Yiling has not been pierced, is it the old man who chose to stop when he sees the same family? No, how can the arrow from the string be withdrawn, but a person suddenly appeared between the two, a young man, and at this time he was holding a ball of red light in his hand.