Listening to Yang Ming's faint voice, Liu Qianyu was suddenly dumbfounded, what about the good deal he said at the beginning? How can this person be like this, how can he not keep his promises.

"Why? Haven't you heard that people don't stand without trust, do you know that you don't keep your promise?" Liu Qianyu looked at Yang Ming angrily and asked.

"Liu Qianyu, do you have a hole in your head, do you think I will talk to someone who is going to break my leg?" Yang Ming couldn't help but sneer and said.

The boy was hopeless.

Hearing this, Liu Qianyu's face suddenly turned red, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and when he thought about it, what Yang Ming said was not unreasonable.

Offstage, Liu Qianqian saw this scene, she couldn't help but rub her eyebrows, and her pretty face showed a look of crying and laughing, this kid sometimes decides that he can make people half angry when he speaks, and sometimes he thinks he is stupid and cute, Yang Ming is obviously playing tricks on him, but this stupid boy is still stupid to tell others that someone will not stand without faith, isn't this a joke in vain?

"Alas, I really don't know what kind of sin the patriarch created in his last life, which gave birth to this stupid boy. Liu Qianqian sighed, and looked at Liu Qianyu's eyes full of helplessness.

"Anyway, people should be trustworthy, otherwise what's the difference between them and beasts?" Liu Qianyu's clear eyes glared, and a touch of anger appeared on his immature face, obviously no matter how Yang Ming explained, he erased the image of untrustworthy.

Hearing this, Yang Ming and Liu Qianqian were instantly defeated by this innocent child.

However, is Liu Qianyu really naïve?

Obviously not, it's just that everyone's insistence is different.

Yang Ming insisted on the pursuit of martial arts, Liu Qianyu insisted on personal credit, maybe he was really stupid in the eyes of others, only he knew what a terrible thing it would be if a person lost his persistence.

He has followed his grandfather since he was a child, and once his grandfather told him a story, which is a story about the desert and a true story.

Grandpa said that many years ago, there was a caravan passing through the desert, encountered a sandstorm, everyone got lost, in the scorching desert, due to the lack of water and food, everyone was desperate, feeling that they could not get out of this boundless desert, only an old man, this old man has been cheering them up, the most common sentence is: insist on persistence and go out.

It was because of the encouragement of the old man's words and his persistent persistence that most of the people in this caravan walked out of the desert alive and lived, which was the only insistence of the old man.

Because in this story, there is a young man, that is Liu Qianyu's grandfather.

Therefore, as long as it is something you believe in your heart, you must insist on it, maybe others think you are stupid, but whether you are really stupid is only what you know best in your heart.

......

......

"Okay, I can tell you who this person is, but only if you want to defeat me first, how?" Yang Ming glanced deeply at Liu Qianyu on the other side, and for some reason, this young man gave him a different feeling.

"Okay, then I'll break one of your legs first. Liu Qianyu's voice did not fluctuate at all.

Hearing this, Yang Ming really had the urge to cry, this is too damn to look down on people, Yang Ming wanted to beat this kid for the first time.

"You have to have this ability, let the horse come over as soon as possible!" Yang Ming said lightly.

"Draw your sword!" Liu Qianyu's clear gaze locked on him and said slowly.

"Then it depends on whether you have the qualifications. Not to be outdone, Yang Ming said.

"Hmph, hubris!"

Liu Qianyu sneered, the iron fan in his hand was like a jumping spirit monkey, and it opened with a "snap", and then the young man's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his body was like a gust of wind, heading straight towards Yang Ming.

"It's... The Three Shadows of the Liu Family in Wancheng Breeze Step!"

When Liu Qianyu burst out with his body, forming a burst of clear shadows, on the judging platform, some knowledgeable tutors narrowed their eyes slightly, looked at the teenagers in the field, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hehe, this Three Shadows Qingfeng Step belongs to the second-rate upper grade body method, if it is cultivated to the extreme, it can be comparable to the first-class lower grade body method, for so many years, it has been under the control of Liu Tao, the last generation of the Liu family, it seems that this kid must be a member of the Liu family in Wancheng. Looking at the figure of the seventh ring, like a breeze, a mentor couldn't help but laugh and say out loud.

No matter how powerful the forces are, they attach great importance to the core martial arts, and they are generally guarded by the most powerful people, and only in this way can they prevent leakage.

Now, Liu Qianyu can learn these three shadows and clear wind steps, and his identity is naturally self-evident.

......

In the midst of the rapid rush of his body, Liu Qianyu paused, and the iron fan in his hand seemed to come to life, and with a thunderous momentum, it went straight to Yang Ming's throat.

Swish!

With the iron fan cutting by, the sound of tearing was remembered in the air, Yang Ming's face changed suddenly, and his body seemed to be a natural reflex, and he hurriedly retreated.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Liu Qianyu's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, and he immediately became unforgiving, and bullied himself again, and the iron fan cut directly to Yang Ming's abdomen with a trajectory that ordinary people could not see, and then, with a momentum like a bamboo, he directly took the vital point of Yang Ming's body.

Whew......

Again and again, the iron fan slashed dangerously across Yang Ming's body parts.

At this moment, Yang Ming felt as if he was in the middle of a vast ocean, and this kind of stormy attack made him feel a little overwhelmed, and he almost cut off his arm by Liu Qianyu's iron fan several times.

The battle gradually entered the white heat, Yang Ming's figure that had been retreating, couldn't help but pause, a punch blasted out from the left side, and smashed the iron fan that fell from the sky and tried to cut Yang Ming in half.

"Bump!"

The two collided together, Liu Qianyu felt a huge force coming from his iron fan, his face suddenly changed, his wrist twisted, the iron fan drew a circle, unloading this huge force, at the same time, the figure suddenly took a few steps back, and completely distanced himself from Yang Ming.

"The speed is good, but the strength is a little too weak. After slowly exhaling a breath, Yang Ming smiled and said.

"Really?"

The corners of Liu Qianyu's mouth curled slightly, and an internal force that was stronger than before burst out from his body, attached to the iron fan, and in an instant, the pitch-black iron fan flashed with a chilling glow.

Suddenly, Liu Qianyu's figure disappeared suddenly, and a clear shadow swept through the air, and between breaths, he appeared behind Yang Ming, and the cold iron fan cut into his back.

The sudden scene made Yang Ming's pupils shrink violently, the latter's speed was so fast that it could almost be described as lightning fast, and even Yang Ming, who was known for his speed, couldn't react for a while.

"Careless......"