"Chen has always respected the old and loved the young. If Mr. Xu has any legacy...if you have anything to say, just tell him." Chen Yuan stood two feet in front of Xu Changming, leaning on his long knife on the ground.
His expression didn't seem to be very concerned.
Xu Changming's face turned dark and he said softly:
"Since ancient times, there have been martial arts competitions, and the Yamen are not allowed to interfere. The imperial court has its rules, and the rivers and lakes also have their own rules.
Mr. Chen should not force himself to be the first, otherwise if the county magistrate Zhao Xiancheng finds out, he will probably say that Mr. Chen is ignorant..."
Xu Changming carried out the county magistrate and threatened faintly.
"Mr. Xu, are you threatening me?" Chen Yuan asked in a deep voice, but he was not surprised that there was someone behind Xu Changming.
The relationships in Ping'an County are inherently complicated. Those who can make a name for themselves must either be strong or... there is someone behind them.
But Zhao Shuping, an eighth-grade civil servant, could not scare Chen Yuan.
Although he is ranked third in the county government, his full strength is not too great. He basically has to rely on the county magistrate and has little to do with the third class and sixth room.
"It's not a threat, it's a warning. Mr. Chen can be promoted to the position of catcher at such a young age and has a bright future. Why should he turn against me and others for the sake of the Sanhe Boxing Gym?"
Chen Yuan sneered:
"It's true that the old man who refuses to die is a thief. Anyway, the Yamen will not interfere."
"So much..."
Xu Changming nodded, but before he finished speaking, he heard another sentence from Chen Yuan:
"Chen learned the things in the Sanhe Boxing Gym, which means he can't break these bad rules."
With that said, Chen Yuan picked up the knife and walked to the middle of the circle, looked directly at Xu Changming and the others and said:
"Isn't this a competition? Come on, who goes first?"
"Master Chen really wants to intervene?" Xu Changming asked in a serious voice.
"Do you need to continue talking nonsense?"
"Okay, since Chen Captou is so confident, then Sun will try Chen Captou's methods." The strong man in yellow robe slowly took off his clothes, revealing the strong muscles underneath.
His chest beat slightly, revealing his extraordinary energy and blood.
Sun Xiong glanced at Chen Yuan, with a cold feeling in his heart. He had just scolded him, and it was finally time to retrieve him. Although he was a little solemn about Chen Yuan's strength.
But he wasn't too nervous. In the final analysis, he was just a blood-refining warrior, and he had already refined blood three times and was only one step away from refining bones.
As soon as Sun Xiong raised his hand, a spear was thrown by his disciple and fell into his hand.
"Captain Chen, please."
Sun Xionggong cupped his hand, flicked his spear, made a trick, stepped forward, and stabbed Chen Yuan directly in the chest.
Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the energy all over his body surged instantly. The moment Sun Xiong stabbed him, Chen Yuan turned his head to avoid it, then grabbed the handle of the knife and twitched suddenly.
White light shines.
"puff."
Half of Sun Xiong's face was cut off, and blood spurted out half a meter high.
"boom!"
Soon, his majestic body fell to the ground with a muffled groan.
The onlookers were silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Chen Yuan wiped the blood-stained knife on Sun Xiong's body repeatedly, then put the knife back into its sheath and whispered:
"Tell me, why are you pretending to be fine?"
Looking across the audience, Chen Yuan looked calm, as if he had just killed a chicken, and said loudly:
"Who else?"
There was silence, and everyone onlookers seemed to be stunned in place.
Sun Xiong, a warrior with a very strong level of blood refining, could even resist a bone refining master in a short period of time. He was beheaded by the newly appointed Chen Captou with just one sword strike.
At this moment, he was crawling on the ground like a dead dog, half of his fallen face was covered in bright red blood, his eyes were wide open, and he refused to rest in peace!
A flash of light flashed in Zhao Nanshan's eyes. He could guess that Chen Yuan would be able to become the head catcher, so his strength was definitely not weak, but he never expected that he would be so strong.
With the strength he is showing now, he may be able to compete with the masters of bone refining.
It is definitely not far from the bone refining realm.
In fact, this is indeed the case. If a top-level body-refining magical skill cannot easily kill a warrior who has refined blood three times after refining blood four times, then it is not worthy of being called one of the top body-refining magical skills in the world.
Coupled with the instant burst of power of the sword drawing technique, it is amazing to be able to achieve such a situation.
But the shock to everyone was unparalleled.
When the government officials brought by Chen Yuan saw the head catcher showing off his power, his strength turned out to be so terrifying, and their inner disapproval began to be replaced by reverence.
Warriors worship the strong.
Wang Ping raised the corner of his mouth and seemed to be even prouder than Chen Yuan, the person involved.
Seeing no one said anything, Chen Yuan turned his eyes to Xu Changming, who was dressed in white:
"Mr. Xu, how about you and I give it a try?"
Xu Changming's face was full of solemnity, he cupped his hands and said:
"Old man is getting older and his strength is not as good as before. Naturally, he is no match for Mr. Chen. I will admit defeat."
Xu Changming surrendered simply, not caring that it would be disrespectful to admit defeat to a junior. Sun Xiong's body was lying there at the moment. He was old and didn't want to end up like Sun Xiong.
If he dies, what will happen to the concubines at home?
"What about you?" Chen Yuan turned his attention to another strong man.
The man waved his hands quickly and said with a smile:
"Master Chen has amazing strength and unparalleled power. It is difficult for me to compare with you, so I will retreat..."
As he said that, he cupped his hands towards Zhao Nanshan, without looking at Xu Changming, and led a group of martial arts disciples to leave the Sanhe Boxing Gym in a hurry.
"Old man...Old man also bids farewell."
Xu Changming cursed secretly. He was running fast, but he was not far behind.
"etc..."
Chen Yuan said.
Xu Changming and another strong man froze on the spot and asked with a bright smile:
"Master Chen, do you have any other instructions?"
"I don't want any disputes to arise at Sanhe Martial Arts Hall in the future, otherwise... it will be like this tree." Chen Yuan walked to a tree as thick as a bowl in the courtyard.
Under the clothes on his right arm, golden paint instantly filled the air, and Chen Yuan gathered his strength and punched suddenly.
"boom!"
The trees were directly destroyed by one punch!
Chen Yuan slowly turned around and glanced at Xu Changming and the strong man with a cold look.
"Master Chen said that from now on, our three martial arts schools will definitely support each other." Xu Changming gave a strong laugh, cupped his hands and turned to leave.
The strong man followed beside him, closely behind him.
After he was far away, the strong man looked back with lingering fear and sighed:
"Brother Sun is so unlucky that he was used as a stepping stone by Chen Yuan."
"Mr. Xu, why don't you suppress that kid's arrogance? I think you can do it with your strength, right?"
"I don't want my old bones to be torn apart. Even if I win, I'm still close to death. Besides, a martial arts gym has already disappeared, so why show off my bravery as a martial artist?"
Xu Changming recalled the scene of Sun Xiong's death and the power of that punch, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Then do you think I can stop him?"
"That punch is at least as powerful as the old man who has been fighting for 20 years. Do you think you can block it?"
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