Tianmu

"The moon is dark and the wind is high", "The bright moon is in the sky", "The moon is reflected in the water"...

With each move, Chen Feng was forced into a panic, and everyone in the audience was in disbelief.

In their imagination, they thought about the situation where Chen Ming and Chen Feng were on equal footing, and they also thought about the situation where Chen Ming was at a disadvantage and was forced to fight hard. Chen Feng was tired of defending.

But no one thought that the situation would become such a one-sided situation.

With one sword strike, lightning-like speed pierced through the barrier of space, leaving a bloody sword mark on Chen Feng's chest in an instant. Before Chen Feng could suffer, another sword light flashed again, and another sword light appeared on his body. There was another bloody sword mark left. [

With one sword after another, Chen Ming seemed to be transformed into a tireless God of War. The long sword in his hand instantly turned into a heaven-shattering sword, revealing its ferociousness. Chen Feng felt the tingling all over his body transmitted to his brain The nerve center made his willpower undergo severe tests again and again.

Again and again, finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

"I surrender!"

Chen Feng yelled these three words loudly, and finally broke away from the moonlight-like sword power. It wasn't that he suddenly exploded in the small universe, but that Chen Ming stopped his movements after hearing Chen Feng's surrender.

Standing with his sword closed, Chen Ming looked at Chen Feng, who was covered in blood, with a smile on his face.

"Acceptance!"

Chen Feng's expression was quite ugly, and when he heard Chen Ming say the word acceptance, he snorted coldly and walked away.

Don't look at his bloody appearance, in fact, Chen Ming's every sword is very measured, only hurting the flesh, not the muscles and bones. The reason why Chen Feng conceded defeat was completely frightened.

Chen Ming's desperate posture as soon as he came up, coupled with the fact that he was able to break through his attack so easily, made Chen Feng dumbfounded again and again, coupled with the constant stinging pain from all over his body, and the blood dripping The visual effect finally made his last line of defense collapse, and he directly chose to admit defeat aggrieved, and did not dare to continue fighting.

Being ruthless to others is nothing, only being ruthless to yourself is the real ruthless person. Obviously Chen Feng is not a ruthless person, he can't be ruthless to himself at all, he cherishes his own life, so he chooses Throw in the towel.

Although it is embarrassing, it is better to lose face than to lose life.

Chen Ming watched Chen Feng walk away with a smile on his face, the expression on his face was still calm, and he could not see the excitement of the winner at all.

It's not that Chen Ming is so mature and prudent, it's because he likes to put on a show too much, and the way he is now is completely pretending, but in fact he is very happy in his heart.

"Just won like that?"

"This is the end?"

"No way! Why did Chen Feng admit defeat by himself?"

"Could it be a shady scene?"

After a while of astonishment, everyone finally accepted this reality, and then burst into cheers like a tsunami.

At this moment, the world belongs to Chen Ming, and all the light and glory belong to Chen Ming. [

'Crack bang bang~! '

The applause sounded, and the patriarch on the rostrum stood up with a smile on his face. When everyone saw it, they all closed their mouths and fell silent.

"At this time of year, Chen is the happiest time. This year, I saw the rise of a rookie. He has the same blood as ours and has the same surname as us. Although he is not Direct, but better than direct, he is this year's champion, Chen Ming!"

The patriarch walked up to the ring in person, and patted Chen Ming on the shoulder cordially as a sign of encouragement. He looked at Chen Ming with a smile, and his tone was full of admiration for the younger generation. If other clansmen were praised by the patriarch like this , It is estimated that I am so happy that I can't find the north, and I will have the idea of ​​"the king treats me as a soldier of the country, and I will repay him as a soldier of the country" in my heart.

However, there is a modern soul hidden in Chen Ming's body, and he accepts such compliments directly without any such mentality.

Naturally, these patriarchs, Chen Yuanming, would not know anything about it.

"In previous year-end martial arts performances, the top three would have the opportunity to enter the Jiuchongtian to choose a red-level middle-grade martial art, and the winner of No.1 is even more qualified to practice the supreme martial art 'Broken Golden Finger' of his family."

As soon as the patriarch said this, the juniors of the Chen family immediately looked at Chen Ming with envy.

If a red-level middle-grade martial skill is not particularly attractive, then a red-level upper-grade martial skill is really a lifelong goal in the minds of these people.

Not to mention that they have no ambition, in fact, their life is basically restricted to death at the moment of birth. In this life, it is basically the limit of most people to cultivate to the ninth level of body training. Naturally, they can learn the red level For them, top-grade martial arts skills are indeed the goal of lifelong struggle.

The patriarch called the previous Chen Feng and Chen Yang up again. Although Chen Yang was a little bit wet as the third, sometimes luck is also a part of strength. He was lucky not to meet Chen Yan, and Chen Yan was unlucky. Met Chen Ming early, which showed the difference between the two.

In fact, Chen Yan, as the youngest daughter of the team leader, if she is not the first, she is not very rare in those red-level middle-grade martial arts, unless it is the only red-level top-grade Broken Gold Finger in the Chen family, or else If she wants to learn, she can learn it anytime.

But this kind of treatment is only available to Chen Yan. Others such as Chen Feng and Chen Ning, even the elder's grandson, don't have such treatment, and it doesn't mean that you can practice it all at once with good martial arts. I don't see that Chen Feng, as a master of the Ninth Level of Body Refining, is best at the Chi-level and low-grade Blast Wind Swordsmanship.

Chen Feng and Chen Yang stood on both sides of Chen Ming. After the patriarch called them out and praised them by name, he set his sights on Chen Ming.

"Chen Ming, you didn't show much talent in the past, and your family didn't pay much attention to you. You don't mind, do you?"

Although Chen Ming has now replaced Chen Feng as the No.1 of their Chen family's new younger generation, it remains to be seen whether this No.1 can be used by the family. After all, Chen Ming received a series of treatment before. As the patriarch, Chen Yuanming It is very clear, that's why I asked this question.

"Chen Ming has no complaints."

Looking at Chen Ming, Chen Yuanming noticed that there was no hidden color in the latter's eyes, so he nodded with a smile.

In the final analysis, it is good that talent can be used by me. If it cannot be used by me, it will be very bad. Chen Yuanming will not completely believe in Chen Ming because of Chen Ming's answer, okay? Chen Ming had the foresight to help the family once before, and Chen Yuanming also knew this. Because of this, Chen Yuanming believed that Chen Ming did not have much resentment towards the family.