Chapter 889

"Do you understand?"

Chen Bao finally summed up, the smile on his face more fun.

Yes, he did have a look at Wang Xugao.

But it's just a look up.

In his opinion, Wang Xu does not deserve to let him do it in person.

Who won the first prize in the National Martial Arts Conference held by Wumeng?

I'm sorry, a real genius like him, a real young master, can't be like a monkey, for a little fame, just go to participate in this competition.

The real strong, in a specific circle, already have their own ranking.

As for the rumors of boiling China these days, Wang Xu crossed the sea alone, crossed the Bushido of the East Island, killed Yamamoto madman, eight gods blood studio and other Dahe sword sects, and even the sword God?

Sorry, Yamamoto madman does not say that the eight gods blood studio is a real monster. It has been in and out for a hundred years, and there are few enemies, one person and one knife, who kill thousands of people.

These masters have definitely broken the shackles of the master and stepped into a higher realm.

In Chen Baocai's impression, he is the strongest person in Chen family, and his third grandfather is absolutely impossible to kill the eight gods blood studio.

Even, several times throughout the whole of China, those who can compete with the eight gods blood studio are only five fingers, each of them is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

As for Wang Xu's age, you are practicing from your mother's womb, which is absolutely impossible in Chen Baocai's cognition, or in most traditional martial arts families.

The rumor is not believable, and there is no real evidence for the death of the eight gods' blood studio, which was killed by Wang Xu. According to the speculation of many aristocratic families, it should be the strong men in the Wumeng who did these things, and then put them on Wang Xu, so as to create a sensation and expand the influence of the Wumeng.

As for Wang Xu.

In their opinion, Wang Xu is just a sign promoted by the Wumeng, not to mention the invincible force, not to mention the waste.

So, it's good.

"Well, Zhang He, let's take him first. I'm slowly settling accounts. I don't have time to waste with him here."

Looking at Wang Xu's expressionless face, Chen Bao just feels that Wang Xu is shocked by his words. He shakes his head disdainfully and goes directly to Chen Baojin, his younger brother kneeling on the ground.

As he walked, he frowned and scolded

"Why are you two kneeling there? All of you look up to me. You are a legitimate young master of the Chen family in Jinling, and a flying tiger of the Zhao family. You are so promising. I'm here. Why do you kneel down and show me... "

He's not finished yet.

Zhang he cold face, plain step forward a step, two eyes kill meaning cold to Wang Xu.

The Lord insulted me to death!

Jinling Chen family, no shame!

That is at this time.

Abrupt.

Wang Xu slowly raised his head, looked at Chen Baocai who had already ignored him, and said with a smile:

"It's just a congenital three grade master. I don't understand. Where do you get so much pride and superiority?"

As he spoke, his right hand was slowly raised.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, Chen Bao suddenly stops and turns to Wang Xu subconsciously.

He suddenly felt a sense of extreme danger, even let his mind, subconscious slightly shudder up.

But Wang Xu didn't answer, just

Gently raise your hand to Zhang He.

instantaneous.

Zhang he's face suddenly changed, and his body was stiff in the same place. His right foot, which had stepped out, was more forcefully controlled, suspended in the air, and could not fall down.

Three invisible and colorless swords of divine thoughts were suspended in the shape of Pinyin one inch in front of Zhang he's body. Wang Xu looked at him with calm eyes and quiet voice, and said:

"From now on, you can do whatever I ask you to do, understand?"

"You... Want to die!"

In this second, Chen Bao's face suddenly darkened. Seeing that Wang Xu ignored himself, he was about to burst up subconsciously. The real Qi in his body was surging wildly, and the cultivation of the congenital third grade master's realm quickly climbed to the top.

a step.

The body is like an angry dragon.

One punch.

Such as a shell.

instant.

In the whole banquet hall, almost everyone changed color for it, and their eyes glared to the maximum, and their eyes were terrified.

Chen Bao just looks like a teacher, but this move is terrifying.

Even, it's terrifying.

The excessive change of temperament, the sudden rise of breath, and the unique will of martial arts spread with this fist, giving people a feeling that they want to suppress everything.

Just a fist, let a person a burst of shock, deeply understand the specific meaning of the word "wuzhe".

Chen Bao is extremely abrupt and decisive. Even Wang Xu didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive.

It's a pity.

It didn't work.

"I'm not aiming at him now, and I feel the danger ahead of time?" Wang Xu slightly pick eyebrows, a bit unexpected.

Xing Yumei's face changed, and there was a touch of shock and fear in her eyes. She was behind Wang Xu, and the feeling she felt was clearer. Chen Baocai's fist is just like a real shell. It wants to smash everything.

Her face turned white and her spirit shook violently, which was just a small part of the will of martial arts on the boxing front.

Xing Yumei didn't see Wang Xu's hand, but it was three months ago recently. At that time, even Wang Xu's fist didn't give her such a terrible shock.

It can be seen that Chen Baocai is really strong, and even strong to a shocking level.

She subconsciously looked at Wang Xu, full of worry.

At this time, Wang Xu is still looking at Zhang He.

in the twinkling of an eye.

Chen Baocai's boxing front has come to Wang Xu.

Too fast!

It's terrible!

From the beginning of the storm to the moment, only less than one percent of the time to breathe, it's really unexpected.

But just then.

Wang Xu suddenly turned his head, his eyes suddenly rose, and said faintly:

"Kneel down!"

The voice fell.

Chen Bao suddenly froze.

Next second.

Touch!

A knee hits the ground of crisp ring to spread, Chen treasure just facial expression is twisted, in the eyes is extreme don't believe and anger, kill idea etc. unwilling mood.

But his body, but completely out of control, mercilessly knelt on the ground.

Bow!

bend!

Touch!

There was another clear sound. Chen Bao was just kneeling less than two meters in front of Wang Xu. In the eyes of all the people, he told Wang Xu

Kowtow!

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang

Touch!

There are nine rings in a row, one more than the other, one more than the other.

When the last landing, Chen Bao has forehead bleeding, blood stained the ground, looks extremely shocked.

full-court.

Dead silence.

everybody.

terrified.

Wang Xu, on the other hand, turned his head and looked at Zhang He, whose face was red. He said faintly:

"Well, now, kneel down and kowtow, just like your master. Don't force me to do it myself."