C38

Chapter 38 - Participating in ethnic ratio s (2)

BeiMing Chu shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Fortunately, his number plate was number one.

BeiMing Chu jumped onto the stage, at the same time, his opponent also went up to stage. Both of them were dressed in white, but BeiMing Chu was a bit shorter, so his aura was even more refined.

BeiMing Chu frowned slightly, and said: "Stop with the nonsense, let's begin!"

The white-robed youth was slightly angry. "Since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me for not showing mercy." He said that he would turn his palm into a fist and used the most direct method to strike at BeiMing Chu's face, he hated that BeiMing Chu's face was more handsome than his.

BeiMing Chu smiled faintly and stood there, as unmoving as a mountain.

Since the youth in front of him was so arrogant, he wanted to take his punch head on. Then, he would give him his full strength; his fist of the first level of the Yellow Bamboo Realm was not something that an ordinary person could handle. Since he wanted to take it, then he had to show him some respect and let him know that he had to pay the price for his arrogance.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed past his eyes. The white-clothed youth's fist, mixed with a trace of strong wind, ruthlessly smashed towards BeiMing Chu's handsome face. He hated faces that were more handsome than him the most, and he also didn't like BeiMing Chu's appearance of an expert in disguise.

When the fist was just one centimeter away from BeiMing Chu's face, other than the upper echelons of the Beiming Clan, everyone else's pupils suddenly shrank. When the fist was only one centimeter away from BeiMing Chu's handsome face, BeiMing Chu suddenly moved.

He gently lifted his hand to stop the first level Yellow Bamboo Realm expert's wrist. What kind of strength was needed? Furthermore, they had clearly seen that BeiMing Chu did not use any Origin Energy.

The white-clothed youth's pupils also shrank suddenly as his heart was somewhat aghast. Only the person whose wrist BeiMing Chu had grasped would know the terrifying strength of this BeiMing Chu who was younger than him by one or two years. How was this possible? This young man in front of him looked to be one to two years younger than him. How could he possess such strength?

Without waiting for him to think, BeiMing Chu said lightly, "You must have the qualifications to be arrogant. You don't even have the qualifications to do so, what do you have to be arrogant about?"

The calm tone was mixed with thick disdain. Then, with a flip of BeiMing Chu's wrist, he forcefully broke the youth's arm, and without caring about the youth's miserable cries, he directly picked up the youth from the ground and threw him below the stage.

He only heard a "peng" sound as the teenager was directly knocked out. Of course, it could be pain that caused him to faint as well.

With just a single move, he had achieved complete victory.