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It wanted to let this kid know its strength and also show it's restraint. This time, it could only hit him until he was in pain and not injure him, which was really challenging.

Chang Ming was completely dumbfounded by Huang Goudan's actions. In the past, experts didn't even talk about moves when sparring, unless they were close friends who would talk about moves.

The current Huang Goudan looked more and more like a retarded child in Chang Ming's eyes. He was even hesitating about whether he should fight with him. Bullying a retarded child was not something to be proud of. However, since this guy was already here, if he didn't feel like it was going to be interesting, then it wouldn't be a good thing for him to be beaten up.

He raised his hand, grabbed his wrist, and retreated backwards. These two simple movements perfectly dodged Yellow Ox's attack. Chang Ming even retracted some of the force from his punch. If he swung too hard, then Yellow Ox's hand would be dislocated!

Bang!

Huang Goudan's hit didn't hit. His head fell on his butt and he fell to the ground. His whole body was in a state of confusion: [Who am I? What am I doing there?] What's wrong with this? Did he miss the bald man? Eh, why am I on the ground?

This was too big of a difference from his expectations. Shouldn't the one on the ground be the baldy? Did I lose my head to something? Or was there some strange formation? That shouldn't be! I am the "Emperor", the leader! How could he fail here?

He pointed at Chang Ming, then pointed at the group of people eating melon, "Did you guys lower your heads for me?" "I'm telling you, hurry up and release me. Otherwise, if I don't teach you guys a lesson, I won't be easy to mess with!"

The spectators were all stunned. What the hell was this? Do you want to go back on your word or what? Are these rascals popular these days?

Hearing Huang Goudan's words, Chang Ming felt even more helpless. He felt that Huang Goudan's brain wasn't very good enough for him. What a pity. He clearly had good talent, but why was his brain not good enough for him?

He walked up and rubbed his head, sighed, and said, "Child, I was wrong, I shouldn't have bothered with you. Don't worry, we are all good people here, we will take good care of you and not look down on you."

"Oh, not that. I mean, we're all friends."

Huang Goudan sat on the ground in shock. Not only was I lowered my head, I was even looked down upon? Are all the people here this good at playing?

"Scram!" In his entire life, he had never been at such a disadvantage while shaking off Chang Ming's hand. "I don't care, let's do it again!" Let's fight head on! I won't let you off this time! You all are too despicable! "

Deng Fei looked like he didn't have much to show for it. A person who was beaten by his Senior Brother and had a temper really didn't have a bit of elegance. The way he was dressed should be from a big city, so why couldn't he bear the blow? Shaking his head, he went to the kitchen. What a disappointment. He thought he would be able to witness a fierce battle, but he didn't expect that it was just a man with a mouth full of nonsense.

After Deng Fei left, he carried away the empty fruit plate and went to cook. Zhu Di and the others also felt bored, so they all returned to their rooms, changing clothes was a good way to get back to lunch, now they were all fallen under Deng Fei's culinary skills, they could stop cultivating and eat, although they did not sweat, their clothes still had to be changed.

Duan Jia threw the melon seeds in her hands back into the trash can. The current children couldn't withstand a blow, and didn't dare face reality. Just a little setback was enough to turn into this kind of behavior, unlike him, who was abused and raised by others.

Chang Ming and Huang Goudan were the only two left in the training hall. Huang Goudan was indignant. No matter what, he was still a talented youth. How could he be looked down upon after coming here? Shouldn't there always be people watching and praising wherever they went? What kind of people were there in this town!

"One on one, I won't let you go. Be careful!" He wanted to prove his strength and show them what a proud son of heaven was!

Before the Zhu Emperor left, he sighed. "You should accompany him and train properly. Don't injure him. We don't have any medicine boxes here."

Chang Ming felt a bit helpless. How could he let himself fight against someone with such a strange mindset? What would I do if I knocked my forehead? I don't have as much money as Eldest Senior Brother. Right now, even if an old man falls, he won't be able to support him.

"No need, no need, I will just go as far as I can, I will try my best …" "It won't hurt you!"

AHH!" Yellow Ox was obviously mad with anger. What did that mean? "I will show you my true strength!

Within the training hall, the two of them attacked and dodged each other. They were playing very warmly and Chang Ming was clearly playing with the child. He seemed to have received some training, but he hadn't been able to seriously confront them.

"I say, where did you learn all this? It's not bad." After dodging, Chang Ming began to chat, otherwise, he would really be bored to death. There was still half an hour before dinner, "This punch of yours, if you can still raise it by an inch, it'll be even more powerful than now."

No matter how much he attacked, no matter how much he tried to attack or how hard he tried to attack, he was always dodged. Furthermore … This guy actually had time to talk to him, and he even had the leisure to give him pointers. Under his experimentation, everything he said was true! This person was clearly above him!

Heavens, I just randomly came to a small town that I have to look for for for half a day on a map, how did I end up meeting with such a group of perverts? That fellow didn't seem to be much weaker than him. How could he be so strong that he could crush me? And with so much theoretical knowledge?

"This whip kick of yours is actually too high level. Just a bit more and it would be great. Ah, right, right, just like this. Let's do it again." Chang Ming had obviously entered the rhythm of his teaching. He had thought about how he should teach his students more than once. Now that he had the opportunity, he could finally become a coach!

"Take a look at my fist. I always feel like something is amiss there!" Huang Goudan had also unknowingly entered the role of a student. Every time he reminded Chang Ming, he would bring him quite a bit of improvement.