Chapter 429 (1/2)
”Come on!”
Chen Xiu looked at the man and held his hands. An invisible momentum filled his body.
”You Chinese people are really weak. I don't have the desire to fight!”
The man said in Chinese.
Hearing the other side's sarcastic words, Chen Xiu flashed a touch of anger in his eyes. With a roar, he rushed towards the other side and smashed out with a sharp hand!
Looking at Chen Xiu's attack, the man's eyes flashed a touch of contempt, his body soared into the air, and with one foot, he split out with great strength.
”No!”
At that moment, Chen Yuntian and some of the teachers' faces were all heavy, and their eyes flashed a look of worry.
Bang!
The next second, the man's foot on Chen Xiu's body, his whole body on the ground, his body trembled, a look of pain appeared on his face, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood.
And the man's body fell to the ground with incomparable elegance, his hands in his chest, and spit out with a look of contempt: ”is this your Chinese Kung Fu? It's really weak enough. Don't you Chinese have any stronger people? ”
With arrogant and contemptuous look in his eyes, the man swept the Chen's martial arts school and others, kicked them out, and kicked the lying Chen Xiu to the Chen's martial arts school and others.
As soon as Chen Yuntian's eyes coagulated, he swept out and caught Chen Xiu.
”How are you, Hugh?”
”Cough, father, I'm fine.”
Chen Xiu shook his head, his face was pale, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood.
”Damn boy!”
The instructors of Chen's martial arts school all glared at the man with an angry face.
One by one, the spectators in the stadium looked disappointed.
”Next, come on up, don't waste your time!”
The man coldly glanced at all the people in Chen's martial arts school and said contemptuously.
”Master, I'll go up!”
Huo Qishan, who had fought with Xiao Yifeng before, came out. After a period of hard work, his strength also reached the late stage of dark strength, which was only one step away from the peak of dark strength.
”Qishan, his strength is not simple, you are not his opponent!”
Chen Yuntian said with a heavy face.
”Let Lin Mu go!”
Chen Yuntian looks at a young man in a black shirt in the team of Chen Style martial arts school.
The young man's face is simple, with a shallow scar on his face. His right hand droops naturally and looks unnatural.
”Lin Mu?”
Everyone in Chen's martial arts school looked at the young man.
”Yes, master!”
The young man stood up, nodded and walked towards the man with calm eyes.
”Alas, it's a pity that Lin Mu, a martial arts genius, would have broken through to Hua Jin, or even stronger, with his talent and hard working ability if he didn't waste his right hand.”