"Master Jin, what kind of magical skill is this?"
"Could this be the legendary hungry wolf pounce on food?"
When Lin Tianhao saw Jin Haoran's embarrassment, he laughed and said: "Hahahahaha, what a hungry wolf pounces on, this is called a vicious dog eating shit!"
Bai Yichun couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled: "Why do I look like a toad?"
Mu Yunlong frowned and thought to himself: "What's wrong with Haoran? He can't land smoothly. How could he make such a low-level mistake!"
Jin Yuanqiao was so angry that he slapped his forehead and gritted his teeth and said: "Haoran, what's going on with you kid? Stop making trouble and get serious. With so many people watching, why are you making a fool of yourself!"
Jin Haoran quickly got up from the deck, even he was quite confused.
He was obviously preparing to use a roc to spread its wings and jump down from the air. Immediately after landing, he performed the Dragon Subduing Kung Fu, preparing to kill Chu Yang instantly. However, when he was about to land, a strong wind suddenly blew in the air. He broke through the power in an instant, and then plunged onto the deck.
Facing everyone's questions, Jin Haoran could only explain with an embarrassed smile: "Hehehe, the sea is windy, the sea is windy..."
Chu Yang smiled coldly and said: "Jin Haoran, are you okay? Isn't it because you have a bad stomach?"
Jin Haoran's face darkened and he said angrily: "Chu Yang, you are looking for death!!!"
While speaking, Jin Haoran took action again.
He used the Dragon Subduing Kung Fu, opened and closed, and punched Chu Yang.
This punch was fierce and domineering, bringing up a surging wave of air, which seemed to have the potential to slay a dragon, with murderous intent.
When Mu Yunlong saw his apprentice using the Dragon Subduing Kung Fu, he touched his long beard and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, Haoran's punch already has the seventh level of the Dragon Subduing Kung Fu. Within ten moves, the outcome can be determined."
But then, the wrinkles on Mu Yunlong's brow suddenly gathered together.
He felt bad.
"No, Haoran's punch is not just a seventh-level skill, it is an eighth-level skill. He is going to put Chu Yang to death!!!"
Mu Yunlong, who was still sitting as firm as Mount Tai, suddenly stood up.
"Haoran stop, spare his life!" Mu Yunlong shouted.
Mu Yunlong wanted to stop Jin Haoran, but he found that Jin Haoran directly used the eighth level of the Dragon Subduing Technique. This was obviously his intention to kill Chu Yang!
How could Jin Haoran still listen to Mu Yunlong's words? He just wanted to kill Chu Yang.
However, with a "pop" sound, Jin Haoran, who was originally attacking fiercely, suddenly flew backwards.
Chu Yang remained unmoved. This time he did not use his true energy, but used his physical palms to resist. It was simple, direct, and extremely domineering.
He wanted to tell Mu Yunlong, and more importantly, everyone, that he, Chu Yang, could beat the eldest young master of the Jin family even with a fleshy palm.
Jin Haoran fell on the deck, his mouth and nose bleeding, and his originally handsome face was already bloody.
Just as he was about to get up, he saw Chu Yang moving lightly. In the blink of an eye, he came to him and stepped on his chest.
"It's over before it even begins, Jin Haoran, you are too weak!!!"
Jin Haoran's brain is still confused: Who am I? Where the hell am I?
Mu Yunlong's body trembled, with a solemn look on his face. He grasped the handle of the chair tightly with both hands. He looked at Chu Yang and said in shock: "The eighth level of the Dragon Subduing Technique is actually no match for your simple palm. It's impossible! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Not only Mu Yunlong, but all the people watching were shocked by the scene in front of them.
Oh my God!
Jin Haoran was so vulnerable in front of Chu Yang! ! !
