After saying that, Song Qingze stood up and straightened the wrinkles on his clothes. He didn't mean to fight at all, but instead seemed to be giving a speech on stage.
"You bitch, how dare you not take me seriously!" Yan Zhenwei and Song Qingze despised him so much that he immediately became furious. After cursing "seeking death", he hit Song Qingze's chest with his fist.
When Song Qingze heard the sound coming from his fists, his heart trembled. He didn't dare to raise his hands anymore and started to block them one after another.
Fists and palms met, and the two of them took three or four steps back at the same time. A thick muffled sound was heard from the third floor of the wide Wangyue Tower.
When Chen Bao saw this, he couldn't help but think to himself: 'Listening to this movement, even a cow standing in the middle can be penetrated by them! Damn, the inner strength warrior is so perverted! '
After their first confrontation, Yan and Song both had a rough idea of each other's strength, and at the same time they both stopped being contemptuous.
The two of them shouted softly at almost the same time, took steps forward, and were fighting again in the blink of an eye.
After more than a dozen moves, Yan Zhenwei grabbed a gap in Song Qingze's space and punched Song Qingze directly in the chest, knocking him back three or four meters and hitting the load-bearing pillar of Wangyue Tower.
When Song Qingze stood up, everyone suddenly discovered that there were cracks in the load-bearing pillar!
While everyone was amazed, Song Qingze attacked Yan Zhenwei with more than ten palms in a row, and Yan Zhenwei was defeated step by step.
Everywhere they passed, whether it was tables, chairs, teacups, or wall pillars and door panels, were all shattered to pieces, leaving everyone stunned and terrified.
Chen Bao secretly vowed that after today, he must practice Kung Fu hard and strive to develop his inner strength as soon as possible.
Otherwise, with my little ability, I don’t know how I would die after encountering a master of internal energy.
But among all the people, only Ling Yi leaned back on the chair, his interest was low, and he even yawned inappropriately. Then he turned his head to look at the river, looking at a small boat on the river in a daze.
Yes, in his opinion, the fierce confrontation on the Moon Tower was far less beautiful than the ship on the river.
At this moment, Song Qingze, who deliberately concealed his strength, made a feint and took advantage of Yan Zhenwei's unpreparedness to knock him down with a kick, and then followed up with a palm strike, hitting Yan Zhenwei's chest.
There was only a loud bang, and Song Qingze actually hit Yan Zhenwei through the cement floor under his feet. The latter even fell to the second floor together with the cement stones, causing screams from the customers downstairs.
Song Qingze retracted his right palm, and although he was already breathing heavily, he still snorted coldly and said pretentiously: "That's it?"
Seeing this, Chen Bao hurriedly stepped forward and looked down from the entrance of the cave. He saw Yan Zhenwei with a disgraced face and vomiting blood. Even if he was not dead, he would probably have to stay in the hospital for a while.
"Okay!" Chen Bao clapped his hands and shouted, unable to hide the smile on his face.
"You bitch, you want to peel off my skin. Come on, why are you lying there like a dead dog!" Chen Bao stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted downstairs with a smile.
Yan Zhenwei, who had regained his breath, actually stood up from the ruins when he heard this. He spat out the blood in his mouth and stared at Chen Bao with his eyes: "Zhazui, don't be proud. I'm just standing in front of you. I'll wait for a while." Of course someone will take care of you!"
"Come as you please, I have Brother Song in charge, so I'm afraid of you!" Chen Bao said with great pride.
However, even though he said this, he didn't think so in his heart. At least the smile on his face had disappeared at this moment. After all, he could clearly see the way Song Qingze was breathing heavily.
In order to relieve the tension and anxiety in his heart, he walked back and cursed: "Fuck, are all inner strength warriors so perverted? Can you stand up even if the floor is penetrated?"
As soon as Chen Bao sat down, Yan Zhenwei downstairs and Song Qingze upstairs said almost at the same time: "Here we come."
Chen Bao saw Song Qingze looking out the window, so he hurriedly looked out the window. As a result, he only saw a vast river and a small boat on the river, and nothing else.
"There's not even a ghost. Where are they?"
Song Qingze said: "Across the river."
"Across the river?" Chen Bao said doubtfully, then looked up at the other side of the river, and then saw a scene that made him unbelievable:
On the river, a figure was seen running across the river from the opposite bank, splashing waves ten feet high behind him!
"Is this...is this still a human being? Is he filming a movie here?" Cold sweat broke out on Chen Bao's face.
He widened his eyes and searched for a long time, but could not find any pressure. Instead, he saw a more exciting scene:
I saw that figure quickly reaching the center of the river, and then stepping on the top of the small boat to gain strength, the figure actually accelerated again, speeding towards Wangyue Tower.
At this time, Chen Bao had only one thought in his mind: "The qinggong in martial arts novels is fucking real!"
Chen Bao was in a panic now. He remembered that he had arranged fights with the Qin family several times before, but he had never seen this person before.
In other words, the Qin family has been hiding their strength!
'Now I just hope Song Qingze can handle it. ' Chen Bao thought secretly.
As for Ling Yi, after Yan Zhenwei fought against Song Qingze, he had no hope for Ling Yi.
There is no way, the opponent is too strong, and even though he is extremely talented, he is still too young after all.
Moreover, the fact that the godfather valued him so much was probably due to his talent.
'If Song Qingze can't handle it, there's no need to let him play anymore, so as not to lose a good martial arts talent. ' Chen Bao was thinking secretly in his heart.
While thinking about it, the figure on the river had already arrived at Wangyue Downstairs. The man's knees were slightly bent, and then his whole body was shot straight into the third floor like a sharp arrow.
On the third floor, he actually jumped up directly!
Chen Bao is going crazy, this is completely beyond his understanding!
After the man stood still, he glanced at the third floor and asked in a deep voice: "Who is Chen Bao?"
The sound is like a loud bell!
"I am." Chen Bao stood up and bravely replied.
Although I am scared, my momentum cannot be lost.
"Come here and die! I can give you a good time."
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Ni Bodhisattva also has a bad temper, let alone Chen Bao?
"Hahaha, you dare to speak harshly when you are about to die, Chen Bao, I'll see how you die soon!" Yan Zhenwei came up from downstairs, sitting aside and grinning.
Chen Bao glared at him, then looked at Song Qingze with a smile on his face: "Brother Song, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"Xiao Chen, you have also seen that this person is not on the same level as Yan Zhenwei. I'm afraid he will be difficult to deal with."
Although Song Qingze was afraid that the man would cross the river, in his opinion, as long as he practiced diligently, he could achieve this level, so he didn't take it too seriously.
"Brother Song, we have agreed, you can't go back on your word before the battle." Chen Bao was almost crying. If Song Qingze backed down at this time, then Chen Bao would really be dead.
"It's not that I'm regretting it, it's just that this person has worked hard and needs to add three million more." Song Qingze saw the opportunity and raised the price.
Facing the greedy Song Qingze, Chen Bao had no choice. After all, his current situation was that he had to give money or die.
"Okay! Please take action, Brother Song!" Chen Bao gritted his teeth, feeling that his own life was still at stake.
When Song Qingze heard this, he was overjoyed: "I can call on a few more young models!" '
I saw him stand up, still calm and composed, and said exactly the same words as before: "It's a small matter."
Having said that, Song Qingze did not rely on others, nor did he hide his strength like before. Instead, he directly used all his strength to give the opponent a showdown.
However, when the man crossing the river saw it, he wasn't even interested in taking action. He just stood there proudly, sneered, and said two words: "Seeking death!"
