Zheng Meng defeated Zheng Ming in two moves.

Zheng Yong failed to take a move and was knocked to the ground by Zheng Ming!

Zheng Yuntian barely supported the three moves and had no power to fight again!

...

The young man looked coldly in the air! Wherever he looked, some old men from the Zheng family couldn't help but lower their heads.

"It's been seven games, he has fought seven games in a row, and each game has been solved within three moves. How is this possible?"

"Yes, in terms of cultivation, he is in the early stage of the eleventh grade, but he defeated two mid-level eleventh grade and three early stages of the eleventh grade!"

"How powerful is this boxing technique when it reaches a very fine time!"

During those discussions, Zheng Ming glanced at the young man who had already stood in a row and said lightly: "Next!"

Next, Zheng Ming had a expressionless face and his voice was faint, but at this moment, he seemed to have a trembling power.

"I...I admit defeat!" A young man with a slightly immature face said with a hint of trembling in his words.

The word "sacrifice" made the scene that was already uneasy even more chaotic, because before Zheng Ming arrived, someone deliberately used the name of Zheng's family not to cowards to block Zheng Ming's way of admitting defeat.

But now, some people have admitted defeat directly, but this person who admits defeat is not Zheng Ming.

Zheng Junqian, a name that is not very outstanding, but his mother is the famous Zheng Yuniang!

Zheng Yuniang said that the Zheng family looked down on cowards, and Zheng Yuniang said that those who took the initiative to admit defeat would be expelled from the Zheng family. Zheng Yuniang's son, under Zheng Ming's power, admitted defeat without saying a word.

As the only female town leader among the 36 towns in Qingchuan County, Zheng Yuniang's reputation in the Zheng family is no less than that of some elders.

In addition, she has always been close to the elder, so she has won a place for her son from the family.

But she didn't expect that her beloved son would surrender without fighting at this moment!

Zheng Yuniang bit the teeth in her mouth tightly. She didn't expect that the first person to admit defeat was her son.

"Zheng Junqian, if you are a man, just go out and fight me upright!"

Zheng Yuniang, who gritted her teeth, shouted loudly at her son!

But after taking two steps, Zheng Junqian stopped again and said, "Mother, I...I'm not his opponent, he... He started to act, it was so cruel. I'm afraid he would hurt me!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Zheng Yuniang's face became even more ugly.

"Oh, Junqian, your mother said that the coward he looked down upon the most in his life was a coward. As long as the Zheng family appears cowards, according to your mother's suggestion, they will be expelled from the family!"

"Maybe you really want your mother to kill her relatives for justice!" Zheng Ba said this and laughed to the sky.

Zheng Yuniang's face was red and green. At this time, she wanted to strangle Zheng Ba to death in addition to strangling her son.

This guy is clearly targeting himself!

Looking at Weinuan's son, Zheng Yuniang became even more angry. She stepped forward to Zheng Junqian, grabbed Zheng Junqian's hand, and threw it directly towards Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming looked at Zheng Junqian who was trembling with a hint of coldness. He saw what Zheng Yuniang did, so even if Zheng Junqian acted like a weak person, Zheng Ming would not have any sympathy.

Because, if he had not had the current cultivation level, no one would give him or his father a way out.

Whether you earn reputation or live upright, you must be more cruel than the evil ones, making the evil ones afraid.

"I can punch thirteen punches in one breath, and these thirteen punches are ready to hit your ribs."

"Do you know, there are twenty-four ribs in a total of twenty-four, twelve of them on the left. I want to break the twelve ones on the left and look at the fist!" Zheng Ming's voice was cold, and he trembled his heart word by word.

"No, don't hit me, I...my mother won't let you go, don't hit me!" Zheng Jun danced with his hands, his voice hoarse, like a madman with an out of control, constantly dancing his fists in the void.

His dancing had no rules at all, he was just dancing wildly.

Zheng Ming stood coldly, looking at Zheng Junqian who was desperately dancing his boxing skills. After Zheng Junqian was tired and collapsed on the ground, he said coldly: "Trump!"

Zheng Yuniang's eyes were inflamed, and she knew very well in her heart that Zheng Ming's shout just now was actually a kind of intimidation.

He threatened his son, but his timid son was actually intimidated by Zheng Ming, dancing and losing all his face.

"Send your son down!" The elder of the Zheng family waved his hand coldly and shouted angrily.

Zheng Yuniang took her son and left quickly, but her eyes were filled with hatred when she looked at Zheng Ming.

"I won eight consecutive games, and I won without a fight. But this kid is really cruel. In the future, the kid from Zheng Yu's family will not have nightmares at night, so I will be your surname!"

"Haha, you think you are beautiful. We are all ancestors. Your surname is my, it's not the same."

"I think now that Zheng Ming, a kid, may really be able to push the young generation who participated in the opening of the Bixue Pond this time. If he wins eight consecutive times, he will achieve his goal if he wins another four people."

"I don't think so. Although Zheng Ming has won nine consecutive victories, three of the remaining four are the three that are recognized as the strongest in our Zheng family."

"If you don't want to say anything else, just take Zheng Jinbin as an example. Zheng Jinbin's Tiger Fist should have reached a state of understanding, which is much stronger than Zheng Ming's Bear King Fist. What's more, his cultivation is the peak of the eleventh grade! Adding up the two items, he should be able to beat Zheng Ming steadily."

"You said this, it makes sense. But even if you lose to Zheng Jinbin and Zheng Gongxuan's son, you should be proud!"

Zheng Gongxuan's face looked much more relaxed, and there was even a feeling of flying spirit between his eyebrows and eyes.

His beloved son swept through the younger generation of this family, which he never dared to think of before. Thinking of Zheng Ming's changes, he thought to himself: After returning, you must express your gratitude to Fairy Fu Yuqing.

Only Xinjian Pavilion can create his own son so quickly.

"I'll do this game!" A faint voice broke the tranquility in the field. Zheng Jinbin, who looked cold and arrogant, stepped out.

He glanced at Zheng Ming: "Although I don't like you, I still have to admit that you are a good opponent."

"If it weren't for me, you might be able to push the situation a little bit in the Zheng family, but now, you can't do it!"

"Your strength is in the early stage of the eleventh grade, and I am at the peak of the eleventh grade. When it comes to martial arts, although your Bear King Fist has reached a state of intimacy, I tell you that you have no hope to beat me."

"My tiger fist has also reached a state of incomprehensibleness!"

As Zheng Jinbin said the five words of the tiger's fist, several Zheng family leaders suddenly stood up from their seats.

They practiced Tiger Fist, and they knew very well how difficult it was to practice Tiger Fist to a subtle state.

Among these people, each of them has been invading the tiger fist for no less than twenty years, but at most they have reached the state of understanding in the practice of tiger fist.

Now, Zheng Jinbin, who is less than fourteen years old, actually said that his Tiger Fist has reached a state of incomprehensible state.

If most people say this, they probably think they are hyping up, but when Zheng Jinbin said this, they all believed it.

Not only because of Zheng Jinbin's reputation, but also because of the boy's expression of speaking at this time.

Zheng Zhongwang looked at Zheng Jinbin and couldn't help but sigh. He thought that even if he could not hurt the elder's muscles and bones this time, he could still make the elder pay some price. But now, it has all failed.

After Zheng Jinbin announced that his Tiger Fist had reached the micro level, he obviously felt that those people looked at Zheng Jinbin differently.

The great elder's reputation seems to have improved a little.

From Zheng Jinbin, his eyes shifted to Zheng Ming. Although Zheng Ming looked calm at this time, Zheng Zhongwang no longer had much hope for him.

After all, he could not defeat Zheng Jinbin, and naturally he could not cause any damage to the great elder's reputation.

"Hahaha, Jinbin's Tiger Fist has actually reached a state of intimacy. It is really a big event in our Zheng family. I remember that since the ancestor Zhenwei and our Zheng family two hundred years ago, no one has cultivated Tiger Fist to this state."

While speaking, the third elder clasped his fists into the void and said, "This is God bless my Zheng family!"

"This is God bless my Zheng family!" Nearly twenty heads of the town stood up almost at the same time and saluted towards the void.

So many town heads stood up, making Zheng Zhongwang's face almost froze there. He understood that at this moment, the most embarrassing thing was his family head.

"Zheng Ming, I'll give you a chance. As long as you kneel down and kowtow three times at me, I can think that everything has not happened."

"I can also ask my grandfather and the head of the family to let you enter the Bixue Pond the second time."

When Zheng Jinbin said this, he put his arms around his chest, and he looked at Zheng Ming with a domineering look as if he was sure to win.

Zheng Ming showed a smile on his face, and he smiled brightly: "Is the Tiger Fist in the Micro Realm really amazing? I really want to try it now, what is the Tiger Fist in the Micro Realm like?"

"Hmph, you are so arrogant. Master Jinbin, you don't have to show mercy to such people who don't know how to advance and retreat!" Zheng Yuniang said with resentment in her voice.

Zheng Jinbin didn't say anything. He walked not far from Zheng Ming and used the first style of the tiger fist to go down the mountain.

This move is very simple, but the moment Zheng Jinbin performed this move, in the eyes of everyone, Zheng Jinbin was like a tiger ready to choose people at any time!

"It's really a tiny-level tiger fist!" A trace of sweat appeared on the second elder's round face. Although he had already received the news, seeing it at this time still made it difficult for him to calm down.
Chapter completed!