Chapter 2091

"My Zhou family never bullies those who are powerless. If you can defeat Zhou Zhen, it's considered that you have good strength. I can give you a chance. My Zhou family still cherish their talents. Kneel down and worship their teacher. I can accept you as an apprentice."

Zhou Wuji said lightly that Qin Jun's ability to defeat Zhou Zhen shows that he has good talent. Zhou Zhen's efforts for so many years have failed to match those of his twenties, which only shows that he is a waste.

"OK, you kneel down. I've just accepted you two stupid students."

Qin Jun, the old God, sat on the chair and said with a smile.

"No shame! Who do you think you are? I'd like to give you this opportunity. It's your destiny. "

Zhou Wuji's brow was locked and his face was gloomy.

"Elder martial brother, he is arrogant and arrogant. He killed and made trouble in my house. He was so angry that my father was seriously ill and admitted to hospital. My younger brother and the family guard were all badly injured. This revenge must be avenged!"

Zhou Zhen gnaws his teeth and says that he is not Qin Jun's opponent, so he can only call out his elder martial brother. He is a direct disciple of the Zhou family, far from what he can fight. If elder martial brother Zhou Wuji comes out, Qin Jun will surely die.

"Don't worry, I have everything."

Zhou Wuji said coldly, stepping out and approaching Qin Jun.

At this time, there was no one in the hot pot shop, and Chen Yuan was also worried, holding Qin Jun's hand tightly.

"Don't know good or bad dog, go to die!"

Zhou Wuji kicks out. He is fierce and domineering. His footwork is like lightning. He kicks Qin Jun's face. Qin Jun's eyes are cold. With one hand, he grabs Zhou Wuji's ankle and throws it out directly. Zhou Wuji turns over in the air and lands on one knee. He looks very dignified.

Come on!

Zhou Wuji's eyes are more and more blazing. This Qin Jun is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. No wonder Zhou Zhen is not his opponent.

"Come again!"

Zhou Wuji glared at him angrily. He didn't retreat but advance. His legs were like a dragon. His castration was turbulent. He kept switching his feet and kicking out. Qin Jun dealt with it with one hand and hit him with one fist. All of them hit Zhou Wuji's sole.

Two people hit very glued, bang bang straight ring, fist and foot intertwined, is to give people a kind of boxing to meat feeling.

Qin Jun fights with one hand and Chen Yuan with the other. Chen Yuan is also frightened, but she chooses to believe in her man, no matter whether she wins or loses.

As long as Qin Jun is around, she is not afraid!

Chen Yuan knows that Qin Jun is not simple, but today she can really see the power of Qin Jun, which is comparable to the wonderful fighting in martial arts movies. It makes Chen Yuan excited and shocked, and her heart beats faster.

Qin Jun is as calm as a mountain. In the face of Zhou Wuji's impact, he walks leisurely.

After more than ten fists, Zhou Wuji's face was even more ugly. They seemed to be fighting each other. But only Zhou Wuji knew that his feet had become extremely hot and painful, which made him endure.

"Elder martial brother is powerful!"

Zhou Zhen cheered Zhou Wuji. His face turned blue. He just wanted to scold his mother. You are paralyzed. Where did you offend your ancestors? This boy is not an ordinary person. He must be a member of the guwu family.

Otherwise, how could such a young man have such powerful means?

Qin Jun laughs but does not speak, Zhou Wuji's condition, he is naturally very understanding, under his own disorderly fist, his legs and feet, at this moment, have been abandoned, there is no power to fight again.

"Today's World War I, you and I share equally, which is quite enjoyable. There are not many people who can draw with me, and you are proud enough."

Zhou Wuji said calmly.

"Yes? If you don't decide whether to win or lose, do you want to go? "

Qin Jun said with a smile, one step forward, one punch, straight to Zhou Wuji's face, Zhou Wuji was scared to death, and his feet faltered. Before Qin Jun's fist fell, he had already fallen to the ground.