Chapter 83

The young man in royal clothes looked down and saw a large area of wet crotch and a pile of water stains on the ground. At first glance, it seemed that he was really scared to pee.

The martial artists around burst into laughter. Although they were envious of the boy's gold statue, they couldn't help laughing when they saw that he was scared to pee.

"Thorny Juren won't be so careless."

"I peed before I started."

"It was so arrogant just now. It turned out to be a paper tiger."

There is never a shortage of people who fall into trouble in this world, especially when you are in the position of jealousy. The martial artists who had previously been submissive to the Royal young man laughed at his humiliation.

The young man in Royal Guards was indifferent, and he stared at Chen Mo with hatred.

As a general, he had been tempered by a sea of corpses since childhood, and he had already developed courage, but his powerful momentum was not enough to make him pee. The young man in royal guards glanced around and found that a tea cup in the seat was empty. He immediately understood what was going on. The guy in front of him actually splashed tea on him, making him a fool.

"How dare you humiliate me!!"

"I didn't humiliate you. It was you who humiliated yourself. After the door was opened, no one taught you the principle of first come, first served?" Chen Mo curled his lips and didn't care about his anger. "It's really worrying how martial artists who don't understand discipline can shoulder heavy responsibilities for the imperial court."

"OK, OK. I'm sorry that Zong Zhengying didn't teach you a lesson today." Juvenile self insurance name.

A religious politician?

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Chen Mo is not impressed. After all, he came to Qinglong Town after coming out of Chang'an, and he is not familiar with chuanzhou.

But other martial artists were slightly surprised when they heard the name, and the previous mocker immediately lowered his voice, and his posture was ridiculously modest again.

"Descendants of the supreme general."

"No wonder it's so powerful that you can get a gold lifting order."

General?

There are three classes of generals in the great dynasty: general, Hussar general and cavalry general. Those who have won the great general at least have the strength of thunder robbery in martial arts. No wonder this guy is so arrogant. In chuanzhou, even Chen huhao's Chen family can't restrain him. However, in chuanzhou, the general also had to listen to Chen ZhangTian's order.

"As the son of a general, you don't even have any eyesight. Do you want to humiliate yourself?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, and his tone was generally harsh.

Zong Zhengying has never been humiliated like this. Today, even if his father comes, he can't stop.

"Both of you are men of honor. You may serve the emperor in the future. Don't fight against each other."

A gentle voice came out.

A deputy general of the governor's office hurried out and advised Chen Mo that zongzhengying was not easy to mess with, so he said to Chen Mo, "little brother, why don't you apologize to him first and turn fighting into friendship."

"Zongzheng young master, the wind of the door is naturally well deserved. Why get angry and hurt the harmony? It's not too late to wait until the meeting to compete."

"Roll!!" Zongzhengying scolded and glared angrily, "if you don't kneel down and apologize to me today, you can't stop."

The deputy general's face was a little ugly, and he looked at Chen mo.

"Apologize? I can apologize to you." Chen Mo nods.

The deputy general Xin said that it was the Taoist friend who really flattered him, but before he was happy, Chen Mo said, "but I'm afraid your father will apologize to me after I apologize."

The Deputy General of the governor's office opened his mouth and thought he had heard wrong.

The general apologized to him. Who did he think he was, the prince of Chang'an?

The martial artists nearby were in an uproar, showing an excited look. "Now there is a good play."

Zong Zhengying's face sank: "you dare to insult my father. I don't want to take you today." His body method together, his body is like a roc Golden Eagle, and a smell of evil is pleasant to his nose. He sees two flowers on his head, impressively reaching the gas flower realm.

He is worthy of being the son of the general. At such a young age, he can cultivate to the realm of Qi and flower. I'm afraid that Qing Wan can't compete with him. However, it's normal. Qingwan in Qinglong Town is the first genius, but it's only in the town. The general heritage of the aristocratic family is not rich enough, which is not a little worse than the royal court's emphasis on the famous family.

It's no wonder that Zong Zhengying is so arrogant, and this strength has no problem in chuanzhou.

"Brother, be careful." Zhang Meng's face changed with surprise, and he was forced to retreat by zongzhengying.

After cultivating Qi flower, you can condense Qi and forge your body. A move in one form is by no means blocked by Qi and blood martial arts. Seeing this, Chen Mo also runs a Qi ring, and a Qi flower also blooms leisurely.

"What? Qihuajing?"

"Can't you, angry?"

"How is this possible?"

Compared with Zong Zhengying's natural, when Chen Mo also took out the spirit of Huajing cultivation, all the martial artists present were stunned. It's incredible that a Ju Ren with a copper Ju Ren Ling can cultivate two flowers to gather the top. Only with such strong strength can we fight in the big city.

"Today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your father, so as not to lose your life in the hands of others in the future." Chen Mo said coldly, with a punch out and a move of Gen covering the bowl, he caught Zong Zhengying's ROC spreading his wings. The boy's arms were opened and closed. The sad Qi shattered the dust and rolled in the lobby. In the operation of the Qi, Zong Zhengying's tongue burst with spring thunder. How can he drink.

Suddenly, people in the hall of martial arts couldn't help but retreat.

The strong wind was like a twist, and a hard claw was caught out. With the shape of Eagle Dapeng fist, the whole person's breath suddenly became extremely sharp, and a fierce murderous spirit burst out of his throat. It is sharp and sharp, just like the Golden Eagle of ROC swooping down at a height of 1000 meters.

Wu zhe near Zong Zhengying felt bad immediately. His whole body was bound by the fishy wind, and some couldn't move. If it weren't for his opponent Chen Mo, he would be torn apart under this sharp claw.

Several martial artists turned pale

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Zong Zhengying's move "Dapeng fight" is the domineering momentum, which is the most profound move in the meaning of Dapeng boxing. If you dive down from high altitude, you will be taken to the head even if you hide in thousands of troops.

Unfortunately, it's a dream to use the momentum of a warrior to deter Chen mo.

The contract of the three star generals is in his body, and even the power of the Emperor may not make him look moved. Chen Mo used his eight trigrams to leave the middle empty, and his body was as open-minded as a yield, which made zongzhengying's arrogance disappear cleanly. Then he sent his right fist like a firecracker, and the power reached the ground, and the floor of the lobby was shaking.

The power of a fist, just as fierce as the eruption of a volcano, makes people look pale.

"This boy is simply rebellious."

Wu Zhe, who was still afraid of zongzhengying before, felt Chen Mo's punch, and immediately felt a flame burning in his heart and lungs, which was even more terrible than zongzhengying's ROC.

Some martial artists who only have nine turns of blood and Qi can't even suppress the dullness of their chest, and a mouthful of blood almost spits out.

Zong Zhengying's two flowers gathered at the top, and Zhenqi immediately felt the murderous attack. As soon as the slight shock was transmitted, without thinking about it, you knew that Chen Mo's punch had a lot of origins. Even if you touch his hands and feet hard, you must be beaten out like before.

"It's incredible what this teenager's martial arts skills are. How can he be better than me? It's impossible, it's impossible." Zong Zhengying's jealous thoughts together, his feet moved, his body slipped away like a giant bird, retreated a few feet, and escaped Chen Mo's blow.

But as soon as I dodged, I saw the darkness in front of me, and the strong wind collapsed.

The eight trigrams of the book of changes have eight forms, each of which is different but linked to each other. They are endless. It may not be useful to deal with the star generals, but it is more than enough to deal with the three flower warriors. Chen Mo's second move, "kan Zhongman", fell down, and the fist planted, from top to bottom, his arms are like water, and his fierce flame is like continuous fine water. The fist is unpredictable.

This soft and rigid transformation is amazing.

Zongzhengying secretly shouted that it was not good, so he hardened his scalp to block it. Chen Mo's arms fell. It really fell like rain and filled the low-lying area. Just for a moment, the rain fell like a sudden, opening a depression in zongzhengying's chest, and the murderous Qi instantly filled up.

Kan Zhongman!

Zong Zhengying staggered and vomited blood.

When the Deputy General of the governor's office saw that the young master of thorns was beaten so ugly by a martial artist with an unknown origin, he knew it would not end well, but the governor of the governor's office was not in the house, so the deputy general quickly ordered to frighten people and said, "hurry up, invite the Chen family, and say that someone is making trouble in the Shenwu governor's office." Shenwu governor's office only cares about Shenwu Ju and inspection officials, and the Chen family also needs to come forward in person for military disputes that occur locally.

A bodyguard rushed out of the door.

At this time, Zong Zhengying also showed his level of genius. He was able to practice Erhua juding before the age of 20. He was also carrying the blood of murder. After Chen Mo's two moves, he played Dapeng boxing as crazy as the top, which was a little different from the boxing in the army.

But Chen Mo's martial arts are only higher than this genius, not lower.

He can even fight with Xingjiang. How can zongzhengying be an opponent. If it weren't for his father's descendants, Chen Mo would have been too lazy to teach him a lesson.

However, you might as well teach him a lesson and let him know that he should not be too rampant.

Touch.

In the surprised sight of the public, zongzhengying, a roc, was like a big bird shot through by a bow and arrow, which drew an arc, threw it out and fell to the ground.

At this time, Chen Mo's breath is not fluffy at all because of his nose locking technique, and his breathing is not slow. In the eyes of outsiders, he has some extraordinary Taoist demeanor.

It was amazing for a moment.

"You humiliated my father. Even if you die today, you are at odds with him." Zongzhengying got up without giving in at all.

Soldiers have such a temper.

Better a broken jade than a broken one.

"As a general in the future, there is something desirable." Chen Mo said.

At this time, the crowd suddenly separated, and a group of people rushed into the lobby in a hurry, headed by a cold and arrogant man, shouted: "I heard that someone is here to provoke the son of Zongzheng general. How dare you be so bold and defiant?"

"Uncle Hu Hao, you came at the right time. Go and take down the man who insulted my father. He unexpectedly asked my father to kneel down and apologize for him. Today I want him to kneel here." Zongzhengying, after all, is a child. When she sees an acquaintance, she hurries for help.

Huhao?

Chen Mo sneers.

Chen huhao was surprised and surprised when he saw zongzhengying's tragic scene. But he knew that this boy was the first person in the Cijing provincial examination. He would be beaten black and blue, and he almost didn't know him.

Dozens of bodyguards with three flowers gathered at the top immediately surrounded the people.

Chen huhao's heart is tied to Zong Zhengying. He has been trying to win over Zong Zhengying's father. In this way, the soldiers and horses in chuanzhou are completely under his control, but the man is too rigid and loyal to Chen ZhangTian, so it is difficult to start.

However, he loved his son very much and had such a great opportunity. Chen huhao's heart was large and his expression was still concerned. "Don't worry, nephew. Insulting the Zongzheng general is insulting my Chen family. Whoever comes here, I need him to cut his knees and kneel down to admit his mistake."

Zongzhengying nodded fiercely, pointing to Chen Mo: "that's the boy."

Chen huhao looked, and when he saw Chen Mo, he was numb.

"Uncle Hu Hao, how are you?" Chen Mo smiled.

"Chen mo... Good nephew..." Chen huhao was silly.

"Just now you were going to cut off my knees to please this unreasonable boy, weren't you?" Chen Mo asked.

Chen huhao was in a cold sweat.

Shit.

How could it be him.

His face changed a hundred and eighty degrees, he quickly hugged his fists, and cursed the guards around him who were eyeing covetously: "see the son of Chen Mo, don't kneel down and salute."

"See your highness."

Hearing this, the guards of the Chen family hurried to kneel and salute. Their voices were neat and uniform, like thunder, and Zong Zhengying was stupid.