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Young Master Zheng was furious. He punched over and heavily smashed on the man's chest. Young Master Zheng was a warrior who had comprehended Internal Strength, so the strength of this punch was huge.

A "peng" sound was heard.

The mushroom head flew out and fell onto the slippery ground. It clutched its chest as it sucked in a breath of cold air and cursed at West Eighteen.

"F * * k you!" Young Master Zheng also understood that those were words to curse, and angrily replied with a curse.

The three great oppa s did not expect the Young Master Zheng to retaliate, and that fist had some power, the Eldest Senior Brother stood out and punched towards the Young Master Zheng.

Young Master Zheng easily dodged, with a leap, he moved away from the two, jumping to Jiang Wuchen's side, he looked at the two: "What the hell are you two doing?"

Eldest Senior Brother was shocked, thinking that the other party was some kind of bully. He never thought that he would be so nimble, his words did not make any sense, and he immediately started waving his leg to attack Young Master Zheng like a sickle.

"Damn, so ruthless!" Young Master Zheng lowered his head to dodge, following that he unleashed a fierce tiger that pounced towards Eldest Senior Brother.

Eldest Senior Brother was not an ordinary person. With his rich combat experience, he turned his body and dodged Young Master Zheng's pounce. At the same time, he swept his rear leg out of the way.

This man was worthy of being called the Taekwondo champion. He was very fast and had very little combat experience. He had never fought with a Taekwondo competitor before. This time, he was at a disadvantage and was kicked in the face by Eldest Senior Brother's kick.

Crack.

The strength of this kick was very strong, at least two to three hundred kilograms. Young Master Zheng knocked over a side door and fell in.

Jiang Wuchen frowned, he was also a warrior who had comprehended the Internal Strength. Jiang Wuchen had seen ordinary Taekwondo participants before, they were all ordinary people. Even the so-called black belts were rooted in the ground, like soft legs of shrimp.

Although Young Master Zheng trained in the Azure Dragon Art, he did not have enough combat experience. This kind of comparison was like a bodybuilder coach, his entire body had nice muscles, but when compared to a rogue expert, a single high whip-like leg was enough to knock him down.

When they were of the same realm, skills would become very important, and Young Master Zheng would not be his opponent.

Seeing Young Master Zheng being kicked into the side pit, the three of them laughed out loud.

Young Master Zheng angrily came out, his face was swollen and his mouth was bleeding. His heart was a little timid, and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen was not finished smoking, his gaze was cold.

Seeing Jiang Wuchen's gaze, Young Master Zheng was a little scared. He turned his head to look at Eldest Senior Brother, clenching his fists, he fiercely charged forward.

Eldest Senior Brother had two illusory legs, one on the left and one on the right, the other three were fighting against one Young Master Zheng.

Young Master Zheng was unable to react in time and was kicked in the chest by Eldest Senior Brother, sending him flying.

Ah!

He screamed as he fell to the ground and smashed his head into the urinal, shattering the ceramic urinal. A bloody wound appeared on his head as well, and blood began to flow out.

Jiang Wuchen frowned.

Young Master Zheng struggled to stand up, and turned his head to look at Jiang Wuchen again, "Brother Chen, Master …"

"You were beaten up like this, and you still have the face to call me Master? I really regret taking you in. " Jiang Wuchen said somewhat regretfully.

Young Master Zheng was immediately ashamed, "Yiya!" Immediately after, he roared and rushed towards Eldest Senior Brother.

The three of them worked together again, and in the end, Eldest Senior Brother smashed his face with an old fist, causing Young Master Zheng to have blood flying out of his nose and fall back.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head and sighed, "I will teach you martial arts and help you comprehend the Internal Strength and take you as my disciple. I hope that you can cultivate well and become my disciple.

Young Master Zheng's face was flushed red.

"Don't you like me saying a few words to you!?" To be beaten up now, do you feel ashamed? "

"Yiya!" The Young Master Zheng, once again under the provocation, crawled up and rushed towards the three of them.

This time, it was even simpler than before. Eldest Senior Brother made an illusion and with a sweep of his leg, he kicked Young Master Zheng down to the ground. Then, he pointed at Jiang Wuchen and flicked his middle finger.

Before he could put down his middle finger, Jiang Wuchen flicked his finger and the cigarette in his hand flew over like a meteor. Under the effect of the Internal Strength, it struck onto Eldest Senior Brother's finger with a loud bang.

"Ahh!"

The intense pain caused Eldest Senior Brother to scream out in pain. He was horrified, it was just a small cigarette butt, it had such power.

The two of them looked at each other, and rushed towards Jiang Wuchen.

"How many times have I told you! What was a martial skill? Martial skills are used to kill people. When an enemy rushed over, your heart became timid and you lost half of it before even making a move. " Jiang Wuchen's eyes were cold as she sent a kick towards him.

He caught it and raised it up, following that, a low sweep kick landed, and the mushroom head's body instantly tilted. Not waiting for it to hit the ground, Jiang Wuchen quickly used his upper body and heavily smashed into the mushroom head's chest with his knee.

Ka-cha.

The chest bone of the mushroom head was immediately broken. Peng! It hit the wall and fell down. A sign on the wall that prohibited smoking also shook and fell down. It even hit the mushroom head.

"Wow."

Mushroom spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

The other person looked at Jiang Wuchen, dumbstruck, his eyes revealing a look of disbelief.

"Did you see that? If you are afraid of your opponent, you can only be humiliated by him! When you get tough, you're going to be scared of your opponent. " Jiang Wuchen said.

Young Master Zheng sat paralyzed on the ground, his eyes burning with passion.

"What do you do when your opponent is afraid? Just let him go, no, remember, you can't let this kind of person go, because this kind of person is the most despicable and shameless. Just now, he wanted to bully you, and if you lose, he definitely wouldn't let you go. Jiang Wuchen suddenly approached and threw out a punch.

Boom.

The youth was sent flying with a "wow", knocking over a side door and squatting down on the toilet. Blood trickled down his mouth and nose before he collapsed to the ground.

When Eldest Senior Brother saw this scene, he immediately turned and ran. There was no way to fight him, this fellow was too powerful, he was not on the same level.

"Want to run?" If I let you die right now, you won't be able to live past the next second. " Jiang Wuchen rushed over and grabbed Eldest Senior Brother's hair.

Eldest Senior Brother turned around and at the same time kicked out with his high sweep kick.

Jiang Wuchen reached out and grabbed his ankle, twisted with all his might, and forcibly twisted Eldest Senior Brother's foot 360 degrees.

"Ahh!" The Eldest Senior Brother cried out in pain, as though a pig being butchered, falling to the ground and wailing.

Jiang Wuchen stomped his foot on his face, causing Eldest Senior Brother's expensive, second-hand porcelain teeth to all be trampled away, as he vomited blood.

Then, Jiang Wuchen aimed at his lower abdomen and fiercely kicked.

Bang.

The location of the kick was his Dantian, which had been destroyed and the Eldest Senior Brother had fainted. When he woke up, he would be a cripple.

Young Master Zheng was dumbstruck at this scene, his entire body shivering.

Jiang Wuchen said: "I, Jiang Wuchen, have been strong my whole life, and have never bowed my head to anyone to compromise. You are my disciple, if I am unable to accomplish this, from today onwards, don't call me master anymore, be a good-for-nothing!"