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Chapter 662 Ending Changchun Martial Arts ([-])

"Master, there must be no martial arts school!"

"That's right, Master, I have been with you for five years, and I have deep feelings for this martial arts school!"

"We go together, I don't believe that we won't be his opponent!"

Listening to the words of everyone in the martial arts hall, Zhao Changchun felt very uncomfortable.

"Eternal Spring Martial Arts Hall must not fall down!"

Zhao Changchun said loudly, and looked at Chen Hao coldly: "You really want to take the words of our martial arts school today, and step over my corpse if you have the ability!"

Hearing Zhao Changchun's words, Chen Hao let out a low laugh.

"Zhao Changchun, do you think I dare not?"

"If you have one, try it!"

As he spoke, Zhao Changchun endured the dull pain in his chest, gathered all his strength, and rushed towards Chen Hao.

With a sound of "Peng", Chen Hao kicked him flying before he had a chance to get close.

Zhao Changchun's body was already injured, and now he was kicked by Chen Hao and flew out. After falling to the ground, his face was pale with pain, and he fell on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Everyone in the martial arts hall saw that Zhao Changchun was defeated by Chen Hao again, and surrounded him with concern.

At this moment, a slightly childish voice sounded——
"Who said there are no masters in Changchun Martial Arts?!"

Hearing this familiar voice, everyone turned their heads away.

Chen Hao saw that the person speaking was a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin body, but his face was full of hostility, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Look carefully, this young man looks familiar.

"Who said we don't have any masters in Changchun Martial Arts?"

The talking boy repeated, walked straight to Chen Hao, raised his head slightly, and said aggressively: "You win me first!"

Before he could make a move, Zhao Changchun immediately got up on support, and shouted anxiously: "Cong'er, this is not a place for you to mess around, hurry up and get out of here!"

"No, Dad, I can't stand this man provoking our martial arts school. I'm going to fight him today to see if he is the best or our martial arts people are the best!" Zhao Zhicong looked at Chen Hao contemptuously and said.

Zhao Changchun was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Cong'er, even I am no match for him, stop messing around and back down!"

Zhao Zhicong looked at Chen Hao coldly, apparently not paying attention to Chen Hao.

"I told you to fight with me, you must be afraid?" Zhao Zhicong looked at Chen Hao and asked contemptuously.

Chen Hao glanced at Zhao Zhicong, and didn't even bother to move his fingers.

But in Zhao Zhicong's eyes, he thought it was Chen Hao peeing in fright, and the expression on his face became even more smug.

He didn't see the scene where Chen Hao knocked everyone down with one move, so he didn't know Chen Hao's strength.

He took the lead, using all the moves Zhao Changchun taught him, clenched his fists, and attacked Chen Hao swiftly.

Chen Hao didn't even pay attention to his father, so how could he be afraid of this young child?

Seeing the fist attacking towards him, Chen Hao made a sudden move, strangled Zhao Zhicong's wrist, and twisted it hard.

"what!"

Zhao Zhicong suddenly felt that his arm was strangled by a huge force, his whole body was thrown up, and his back was firmly thrown to the ground.

There was a crashing sound of "Peng", and just listening to it made people's hearts tremble.

"Cong'er!" Zhao Changchun rushed forward in fright.

Zhao Zhicong gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, pushed away Zhao Changchun who was about to step forward, glared at Chen Hao, and said coldly: "I don't accept it, come again!"

Chen Hao hooked his lips.

Now he looks at Zhao Zhicong, just like an adult looks at a baby.

In his eyes, Zhao Zhicong looked vulnerable.

With that said, Zhao Zhicong shot again.

Fist and kick came out, obviously trying to defeat Chen Hao with all his strength.

However, there seemed to be no suspense, Zhao Zhicong still failed to get close to Chen Hao this time, and was already punched away.

Zhao Zhicong, who was knocked into the air, slid a certain distance on the ground before stopping, his clothes were torn, and his arm that was on the ground was dripping with blood.

Zhao Changchun's legs went limp from fright.

He knew Chen Hao's method. Zhao Beichuan had both hands and feet disabled by him, and now he is still lying in the intensive care unit of the important town. Even if his life can be saved, the rest of his life will be completely useless.

He is only a son like Zhao Zhicong, if he continues to fight with Chen Hao, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Cong'er, stop fighting, you are not his opponent!"

But Zhao Zhicong was obviously determined to fight Chen Hao to the end.

Zhao Changchun's words were like a bomb, causing him to get up from the ground, stagger, and attack Chen Hao again.

But obviously, Zhao Zhicong is not Chen Hao's opponent.

He got up from the ground again and again, and was kicked away by Chen Hao every time before he got close.

After repeating it three or four times, Zhao Zhicong felt like he was falling apart in pain all over his body.

After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Zhao Zhicong half knelt on the ground and panted heavily.

Zhao Changchun couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, Zhao Zhicong was his only son, if he continued to fight like this, he would definitely die.

"Young Master Chen, please let my son go, I'm just such a son!"

Chen Hao was unmoved.

When Zhao Beichuan beat Li Weimin's family, did he ever think that Li Weimin was the only son in the Li family?
These years, when the people in the martial arts hall relied on the reputation of the martial arts hall to be arrogant and domineering outside, did you ever think that those who were bullied by them were also fresh lives?

"Dad, don't beg him, he hasn't defeated me yet!" Zhao Zhicong stood up again as he spoke, and slowly clenched his fists.

Zhao Changchun was scared to pee, and directly supported Zhao Zhicong.

"Cong'er, stop beating, dad is the only son like you, if something happens to you, what do you want us to do?"

Chen Hao glanced at Zhao Changchun coldly, then turned to Zhan Zhicong, and said two words clearly: "Continue."

"Made, do you think I dare not?!"

Zhao Zhicong was obviously stimulated by Chen Hao's words, he pushed away Zhao Changchun, who was trying to stop him, and rushed towards Chen Hao with his facial features ferocious.

Chen Hao punched him mercilessly.

"Pfft——" This time, Zhao Zhicong spit out a mouthful of blood when he was hit on the ground, his eyes turned white, and his body fell straight to the ground.

"Chonger!"

Zhao Changchun couldn't hold back the tears that flowed down his face.

In the next second, in front of everyone in the martial arts hall, he knelt down in front of Chen Hao with a "plop".

"Young Master Chen, as long as you promise to let Cong'er go, I agree that Changchun Martial Arts will disappear from Jiangyin City from tomorrow!"

When Zhao Changchun said this, the people standing by were shocked.

It is conceivable how uncomfortable it is to be able to say this sentence from his mouth on his own initiative.

"No, Zhao Changchun, you are wrong." Chen Hao sneered.

"Ah?" Zhao Changchun looked up in astonishment, not understanding the meaning of Chen Hao's words for a moment.

"I'm talking about now!" Chen Hao raised his voice and emphasized.

(End of this chapter)