C12 (1/2)

Liu Yu, the direct descendant of the Liu Clan, was the grandson of the Third Elder. At this moment, Liu Chan Yu was facing him!

”Haha! This kid's luck must be really bad, right? He actually met Brother Yu. Brother Yu is the number one person called Big Brother Yun Shan. This time, this kid is going to be screwed.”

The instant that Liu Yu came up, Liu Chan's eyes abruptly opened, and a bright light shot out from his eyes. The reason he valued his opponent so highly was only because he valued him greatly.

”Liu Chan Yu, it's actually you and me who are fighting, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?”

Liu Yu smiled coldly, as if he was utterly disdainful of battling with Duan Ling Tian.

”Why are you blabbering so much? ”What, you don't dare to fight me?”

Liu Chan Yu indifferently looked at him, his gaze floating past to show how impatient he was.

”Little brat, you dare to make fun of me? I'll show you what a difference is today!”

”You're really long-winded. Let's fight!”

Liu Chan Yu shouted out loudly. Right after he finished speaking, he directly charged over to intercept Liu Yu's fists that were like raindrops.

”This Liu Chan Yu really doesn't know his place. He automatically went to meet Young Master Liu Yu's fist. Isn't he courting death?”

”Good boy, to think that there would be such a situation. Then, this punch will send you down!”

”Why is this child so impulsive!”

Liu Cai'er stood aside, anxiously stamping her feet.

Liu Yu was secretly delighted in his heart. Does this kid even understand tactics? It's fine if he doesn't use a move, but this guy is truly a wonder that he's charging over!

”Bam!”

There was at least a thousand pounds of gravity on his chest. Ordinary people would be injured if they encountered death, but Liu Yu was very strange. It was as if he'd hit a sponge, and the harder he used it, the tighter he struggled inside.

”What? Young master Liu Yu's fist seems to have been restrained by Liu Chan Yu!”

As expected, Liu Yu's fist was restrained by a special strength from Liu Chan Yu's chest. No matter how he swung it, he couldn't escape Liu Chan Yu's surroundings.

”Damn brat, what technique is this? Let go of me!”

Liu Yu was slightly anxious. This fight was alright, but this sort of feeling was too uncomfortable.

”This, Taiji. Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand! ”

Everyone was confused, ”What is this Taiji?” ”I've never heard of it, it's definitely a rotten trick used by Liu Chan Yu.”

”Hu-er, you're experienced and knowledgeable. Do you know what move Little Yu used?”

The Head Elder was suspicious. Even with his life's experiences, he was unable to find any clues.

Liu Cai'er was also confused. The school's history of martial arts had not yet given her permission to look up it, so she didn't know either.

”Grandfather, Little Yu's blood is naturally sparse, it's hard for him to cultivate our family's martial skills and skills. Perhaps this was a lucky chance that he managed to comprehend!”