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Chapter 302 Three Moves to Win You!

"Senior Li, if there is no one in Shao'e Mountain, why don't you come down and compare with me, you are a senior, you shouldn't be stingy to point me to a junior, right?"

Li Yuanshan is more than 80 years old, although his cultivation is not enough, but his age is there, his qualifications are there, he is highly respected, and he still has a status in the world.

For a young man to actually dare to yell in front of his face, this is for Luo Shao'eshan's face.

The complexions of many seniors on the stage were not good-looking.

"Yellow mouth kid, how do you talk?"

It was Qin Hong who spoke. Li Yuanshan was well-bred and didn't argue with Peng Peng, but Qin Hong's temper was straightforward, and he just scolded him!
"Is this senior Qin Hongqin from Shao'e Mountain?" Peng Peng looked at Qin Hong on the stage, with a cynical smile on his face, "In terms of family seniority, I have to call you old uncle. Since Li Seniors don’t want to give advice, why don’t you come here, old uncle? You won’t refuse to discuss martial arts at the three altars today, right?”

Then Qin Hong joined the army.

Qin Hong has only just broken through the Yuanshen Realm, and if he really fights, it's really not sure who can win.

Qin Hong's face was very uncomfortable. If he ended up, he would bully the big if he won, and lose face if he lost.

At this time, a person in the crowd slowly walked towards the stage.

"Knowing that he is your old uncle, you still use this attitude to offend the next one. It would be too embarrassing for the Peng family to have a descendant like you?"

The person who came was Chen Muyu. Wu Xiaobao's attention was always on the stage. When he saw Chen Muyu came, he realized that he had left his side without knowing when.

All eyes fell on Chen Muyu.

Qin Hong and the others all had smiles on their faces.

"What are you?"

Peng Peng frowned, looking at the young man who was slowly walking up to the stage, he was very displeased.

"Qingshan Chen Clan, Chen Muyu!" Chen Muyu directly reported his name.

"Qingshan Chen family? I've never heard of it!" Peng Peng said contemptuously.

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. It's my third master Chen who you said just now, and you are the grandson of Peng Guanghan? Then you have the blood of my Chen family on you. Unfortunately, your great-grandfather Chen Qingxian has been removed from the court." The Chen family tree, that is to say, your lineage is not even qualified to enter my Chen family tree..."

Chen Muyu was even more contemptuous.

"fart!"

Peng Peng's face was like a pig's liver, and he glared at Chen Muyu, "Get out, otherwise, you will be at your own peril!"

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly raised his right hand, "I will make three moves, if you can bear it, I will give you a chance to get out!"

Huh, what a big breath.

The other party is a master in the early stage of Yuanshen Realm, this young man, don't be a fool, right?Three strokes?The other party must be able to stand it in order to have a chance to get out of the stage?
Everyone present, looking at this strange and handsome face, was full of curiosity, asking each other what is the origin of the Qingshan Chen family?
When the sound fell, Chen Muyu pointed in the air!
brush!
Taiyi Sword Finger, paired with Sunflower Acupuncture Hand, hits the opponent's Acupuncture point straight away.

The man was taken aback. He thought Chen Muyu was just a small character who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, but he never thought that he would strike at the slightest disagreement, and he would strike so ruthlessly.

Peng Peng subconsciously took a step back, and the sword energy slashed across his chest, directly tearing his clothes, causing a trace of blood.

The audience exclaimed.

Peng Peng stood up straight, and the burning pain in his chest made him terrified.

This person's cultivation is probably higher than his own.

"Heh, it's really a bit of a skill to avoid my finger!" Chen Muyu said in Versailles dialect, and raised his right palm, "I will not show mercy to this second trick!"

Peng Peng sweated instantly, not daring to underestimate him.

"Junior brother, take the sword!"

Under the stage, an old man in his fifties threw up a long sword.

Peng Peng caught the sword in the air, rolled several times in the air, pulled out the sword with a clang, and the scabbard flew more than ten meters away, almost hitting the crowd of onlookers.

Standing with his sword in his hand, Peng Peng looked at Chen Muyu. He could already feel the disdainful gazes cast by everyone in the audience. The opponent was unarmed, but he used a weapon. It doesn't matter, you must not lose.

"You can hold a sword too!"

Peng Peng pointed his long sword obliquely, and looked at Chen Muyu proudly. These words can be regarded as regaining a bit of dignity.

"Mu Yu!"

On the stage, Mo Daoyan threw a long sword.

"You don't need seniors, you're just a small character, you don't deserve me to use a sword!"

Chen Muyu caught it casually and threw it aside. The long sword with its scabbard was inserted directly into the ring.

To be honest, he doesn't know much about swordsmanship, so using this thing would tie his hands and feet.

Small role?
Insult, Peng Peng's face turned red and then purple, purple and blue.

The purpose of his coming to the ring today was to humiliate the two factions of Xichuan, but he never thought that he would be humiliated, how could this be bearable.

"Changhong swordsmanship!"

What's the use of saying it, you still have to see the real chapter under your hands, Peng Peng snorted coldly, the long sword shook like a sword flower, his figure flashed like a falling rainbow, and went straight to kill Chen Muyu.

The setting sun in the afternoon shone in the light of the sword, and everyone in the audience seemed to see a rainbow.

This sword technique is so beautiful!
"Gorgeous!"

Chen Muyu snorted coldly, and directly split the body with five dragons.

"Roar!"

The strength of the palm was revealed, and the five dragon-shaped true energy went straight to Peng Peng.

The domineering power of the palm can be described as devastating, the rainbow shattered instantly, Peng Peng was hit by Chen Muyu's palm force, his body stopped, five dragon energy hit Peng Peng's chest, and he flew upside down in an instant.

Five dragons were dismembered, and the palm force was released in five directions, and the clothes on his body were torn apart in an instant.

With a bang, he fell heavily on the edge of the ring, and the sword in his hand fell to the side.

Chen Muyu stepped on the sunflower moon-watching steps and came to the edge of the ring. He raised his foot to block it so that he would not fall off the ring.

"Only by agreeing to three tricks can you step down!"

Chen Muyu was condescending, and this posture was a shameful humiliation.

This is simply abusing food!
There was silence all around.

"Brother Yu is mighty!"

Wu Xiaobao shouted loudly, breaking the silence, and everyone cheered when they woke up.

I just like to watch this kind of plot where an arrogant person is beaten down by an even more arrogant person.

Peng Peng rolled to the middle of the ring, turned over and stood up. The clothes on his body were smashed by Chen Muyu's palm, revealing a golden bronze armor.

"Wu Bao?"

The expression on Chen Muyu's face was slightly stagnant, how many weapons are there in this Ge Laoshan?Where did you get it?

"Brass armor, low-level protective weapon, integrity 12.00%..."

Information about the armor soon appeared in Chen Muyu's mind. This is a low-level body protection weapon, very broken, and its integrity is only 12.00%.

Although it was broken, the martial treasure was a martial treasure, and it still blocked most of Chen Muyu's palm power. Peng Peng's breath was shaken, and he was not seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)