The Dragon from Hell

"Are you also a martial artist?"

Qi Xuancheng was somewhat dissatisfied with this peer who repeatedly interrupted him, but he still acted superior.

Although they were of the same age, the gap between them had been determined since birth, so Qi Xuancheng did not take him seriously.

On the contrary, Li Mei and Chen Yong, mother and son, immediately showed threatening eyes to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng pretended not to see it and said to Qi Xuancheng calmly: "Of course not."

"It is precisely because it is not, that it can be more intuitive and fair, right?"

"If even I can't beat... the Wumeng doesn't want to spend money to support a useless person, even if it is just a cannon fodder, it must be able to block bullets at critical moments."

Although he was interrupted twice by Qin Feng, he had to say that his words made sense.

Qin Feng was only about 1.8 meters tall, and his body was not very strong.

Chen Yong was 1.9 meters tall, and he was very strong when he patted his chest twice.

When the two stood together, Chen Yong crushed them with just the physical advantage.

If you can't even win, what's the point of joining the Martial Alliance?

It's embarrassing to join.

Qi Xuancheng didn't think much about Qin Feng's initiative to participate in the assessment.

He just thought that he was Zhao Ming's family and wanted to help Chen Yong.

Anyway, it was all about letting him go, so it would be better if he didn't have to do anything.

Too strong, Chen Yong would definitely not be able to beat him.

Too weak, it would be bad to say it out.

So he didn't think much and made a decision directly: "Okay, you two can compete."

Zhao Keran frowned and walked over, whispering to Qin Feng: "What do you want to do? Are you crazy?"

"I know you will not accept that your quota was taken away, but you are not Chen Yong's opponent."

"He is not a show-off like Xu Zongwei, and he will definitely not give you face."

"Just fight casually, don't take it too seriously, do you hear me?"

She had an educating tone, as if Qin Feng was a child throwing a tantrum.

He thought that Qin Feng just didn't accept that his spot was taken away, and he also wanted to show himself in front of Qi Xuancheng.

He pretended to be calm just now, as if he didn't care about the spot, but he was actually distressed.

But this time Zhao Ming couldn't help but say a few words to him: "Xiao Feng, you are too impulsive."

"I know you have good physical fitness, but you can't compare with Chen Yong."

"His body is all trained on the streets, and he is very ruthless."

"Don't be hard on yourself!"

He also understood Qin Feng's anger. How could he not be depressed when his bright future was taken away by others?

"If it doesn't work out later, admit defeat early. It won't be worth it if you get hurt."

Qin Feng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhao, it's just a competition, nothing will happen."

Despite this, Zhao Ming still looked worried.

At this time, Chen Yong and his son were happy.

Let’s not talk about whether you can beat the people from the Wumeng, but you can’t just do it dirty right away, right?

We will all eat from the same bowl in the future, and the other party is someone brought by Qi Xuancheng.

Even if he is just a small follower, if he is beaten too badly, Qi Shao will not be able to justify it.

But Qin Feng is different.

This kid just opposed them, and he doesn’t have the Wumeng as a backer. He looks weak at first glance. What can he use to fight Chen Yong?

The most important thing is that you can do it at will, even if you just hit him in the face, no one will say anything.

If he is injured, at most you have to pay some money.

With Chen Huiyu here, maybe they don’t even have to pay money, Zhao Ming will definitely help them.

So Chen Yong stood up immediately: "Okay! It's you!"

"You said it yourself, no one forced you, don't regret it later!"

Fearing that Qin Feng would regret it, Chen Yong had already twisted his wrist and made a "crackling" sound, looking eager to try.

"Just here, hurry up, don't waste Mr. Qi's time!"

"Xiao Feng..."

Qin Feng patted Zhao Ming's shoulder, signaling him to rest assured.

Then he walked forward with his hands behind his back and said to Chen Yong: "Come on."

Chen Yong was not polite either. He had been on the streets before, so he didn't say much nonsense when he started fighting.

As soon as he finished speaking, his fist had already gone out, heading for Qin Feng's face.

If this stupidly big fist was solid, Qin Feng would at least have a concussion.

Qi Xuancheng looked at Qin Feng standing there without dodging, and shook his head with a sneer: "He has no sense of defense at all, he really doesn't understand martial arts."

"Although I'm letting him go, I'm afraid this kid can't take just one punch."

"Alas, it's boring to see people outside the martial arts fight."

"It's still exciting to watch the masters of the Xuan realm fight after you enter the martial arts."

Although he is only in the Huang realm, he is already a top master here, forChen Yong and Qin Feng, who were not martial artists, naturally looked down on them.

In his eyes, their fight was like a child pulling hair, with no rules or tricks, just pure physical combat.

Boring.

"Boom!"

Just as he was about to lower his head to drink tea and wait for them to finish, there was a sudden loud noise.

Looking up, he saw that Qin Feng, who had been motionless, suddenly clenched his fist and stretched out his hand, directly meeting Chen Yong's punch.

You know, with Chen Yong's height and physique, even though he didn't know martial arts, if he put all his strength into a punch on a martial artist, if the opponent didn't protect his internal organs in time, he would probably be dizzy for a while.

Besides, with Qin Feng's physique, if he had dodged it just now, it would be fine. If he couldn't dodge it, he would probably have a concussion.

But he didn't expect that he didn't dodge at all, and went head-on. Isn't this just courting death?

However, what no one expected was that the person who screamed after this punch... was Chen Yong.

Although he was still standing, a large part of his elbow protruded from the hand that had punched.

You didn't need to look to know that it was broken.

"Son!"

Li Mei panicked, and quickly ran up to push Qin Feng away, pulling Chen Yong with a distressed look on her face: "Oh my son, how is your hand, your hand!"

Chen Yong now had only one thought in his mind - it hurts, it hurts so much.

A large part of the bone on his right hand was raised, and the skin around it swelled instantly.

And large patches of cold sweat were pouring out of his forehead, and he couldn't say a word.

Li Mei was so distressed that she pointed at Qin Feng and cursed: "You are so cruel!"

"You hurt my son, I will fight you to the death!"

But Qin Feng stood there with a blank look on his face: "It shouldn't be like this, I bumped fists with him, is the consequence so serious?"

Li Mei wanted to say something, but was quickly pulled by Chen Yong.

Qi Xuancheng is still here. If he is judged to have been knocked down by Qin Feng with one punch, how can he still join the Martial Alliance?

"Mom, don't worry. I just didn't pay attention and touched my old injury."

"Yes, I think so too."

Qin Feng not only did not refute, but also explained for him, very seriously: "So I think this competition is not over yet."

"Since you are injured, I will let you have one hand, it's fair."

"Come again."