Ding Lianhai frowned and felt uncomfortable all over. Chu Yang could easily kill the two of him, and his strength was even lower than that of the half-step master, which made him feel full of pressure.
However, after all, his subordinates were only half as strong as a master, so Chu Yang could easily destroy his subordinates, which was within the scope of what he could accept.
He guessed that Chu Yang's strength was at most about the same as him, but it would definitely attract attention. He couldn't underestimate the enemy.
boom! ! !
Ding Lianhai's energy rose again and he strode towards Chu Yang, carrying the determination to win and the domineering will to fight.
"Chu Yang, just use my secret skill, Thunder Fist, to send you on your way!"
Chu Yang stood still, not even making any move in the face of Ding Lianhai approaching step by step.
The people at the scene, including Xu Yiren, Qiao Xingchen, and Zhao Hanshan, had no idea what Chu Yang was doing.
Are you just standing there, waiting to be killed by Ding Lianhai?
Ding Lianhai was only three inches away from Chu Yang.
I saw Ding Lianhai swinging his fists, attacking Chu Yang with domineering and powerful fists, and all the skills he had gained from practicing martial arts for more than forty years.
Qiao Xingchen sensed this wanton murderous intent and thought the outcome was obvious.
Ding Lianhai wins, Chu Yang dies!
Zhao Hanshan, on the other hand, couldn't understand anything. From the beginning, he was like a marginalized person, just watching from the side, not daring to interrupt, not even daring to move at all, for fear of being accidentally hurt.
For people who don't understand martial arts, although they can't understand it, they can feel the murderous aura leaking out, the surrounding atmosphere is frighteningly depressing, and they can even feel the temperature drop.
Xu Yiren didn't understand martial arts either, but she didn't think about anything at the moment and just silently cheered Chu Yang up in her heart.
There was a firm look in her eyes. She believed in Chu Yang very much, just as she believed that Chu Yang could cure her disease at the beginning!
Just when Ding Lianhai's fist hit Chu Yang's head, Chu Yang still simply slapped his palm.
A simple slap! ! !
In just an instant, Ding Lianhai disappeared.
Everyone present showed astonished expressions.
"No... gone?" Qiao Xingchen glanced around, but did not find Ding Lianhai.
Xu Yiren was also confused. Ding Lianhai was clearly standing in front of him a second ago, but the moment Chu Yang waved his fleshy palm, he suddenly seemed to evaporate.
"Chu Yang, who is that... person?" Xu Yiren asked curiously.
Chu Yang smiled faintly, pointed to the window, and said, "I slapped him and he flew away. I shouldn't have thrown the object from a high altitude. I hope it didn't hit passers-by."
Hearing this, Xu Yiren, Qiao Xingchen, and Zhao Hanshan all looked at each other, shocked and speechless.
Only then did they notice that the window was indeed broken with a big hole.
Chu Yang actually slapped Ding Lianhai away!
Qiao Xingchen suddenly broke into a cold sweat!
He had lingering fears.
If Ding Lianhai hadn't come here today, he would have been the one who was slapped away by Chu Yang just now.
He never imagined that Chu Yang was not only proficient in medicine, but also a martial arts master.
"You...how did you do it just now...how on earth did you do it?" Qiao Xingchen's face was full of horror.
Chu Yang looked at Qiao Xingchen and smiled coldly: "What, do you want to try it?"
"I..." Qiao Xingchen's throat wriggled nervously and he swallowed.
Chu Yang walked towards Qiao Xingchen step by step, saying as he walked: "Don't worry, there won't be any pain."
