Yihua flew up again and kicked Leng Rui away again.

"Ah!", everyone around them exclaimed.

"Three dogs!" A petite figure ran out of Zuixianfang and shouted in panic.

Leng Rui stood up and patted the dirt on his body, smiled at Qing'er who was running over, clenched his fists, and rushed forward again.

Yi Zhihua smiled contemptuously. He had already tried it out. This boy named Leng didn't know any martial arts and had no internal strength. He was just an ordinary person. His only advantage was that he was strong in resisting blows. He was beaten by others.

His bones and tendons were broken long ago, his internal organs were injured, and he lay on the ground unable to get up.

But this kid was kicked twice and nothing happened.

He was already a little impatient, so he kicked Leng Rui away with a casual kick. It felt like kicking a mangy dog.

Qing'er rushed forward, grabbed Leng Rui, and said with a cry: "No fight! You can't beat him!"

"No, I have to punch him!" Leng Rui gasped.

Qing'er turned around and shouted at Yi Zhihua: "How can such a big man bully a child?"

Yizhihua's face turned red, and she was indeed a little embarrassed.

It's a bit embarrassing to kick a kid who doesn't know any martial arts in public in public. It won't sound good if it gets publicized in the world.

As a Jianghu person, you need to save some face!

"Little girl, tell me, what is fair?"

Qing'er was speechless for a moment, yes! How can it be considered fair? Even if a flower tied one hand, Leng Rui was no match.

"Okay, Yi Zhihua, listen, both of us stand still and punch each other three times. Whoever lies down and doesn't move loses." Leng Rui suddenly spoke up.

Yi Zhi Hua seemed to have heard some joke and laughed up to the sky, almost crying.

"Don't talk about three punches. If I don't knock you down with one punch, I lose!"

Yi Zhihua said with a wild smile.

"Okay! If I lose, you can take me away. If you lose, except for the stolen money, the four of them are not allowed to embarrass them anymore."

Leng Rui's voice was cold, but everyone present heard it clearly.

"This kid either had water poured into his head or was kicked by a donkey." Someone in the crowd said regretfully.

"Oh! I'm afraid this little life can't be saved!" someone sighed.

"Third Senior Brother, you don't have to fight, I'll go back with him!" Fan Xiaowen rushed over and grabbed Leng Rui.

"Brother Xiao Leng, I obey you! You will be my eldest brother from now on." Bu Jun shouted while pulling his neck.

"Brother Xiao Leng, there's no need to beat him. If we go back with him, we'll just get beaten. It's not a big deal!" Guan Hua also shouted.

"Brother Xiao Leng, you are a good person, stop fighting!" Hui Yingqin also spoke up.

"Deputy Gang Leader Leng, the brothers of the Tiandihui will remember you. Fight well!" Qing'er suddenly said with a smile.

Based on her understanding of this San Gouzi, the San Gouzi a year ago would only get beaten, but the current San Gouzi will definitely not suffer.

"Is this kid planning to use some of his explosive charms?" Qing'er thought secretly.

Everyone's eyes were turned to Qing'er, 90% of whom looked at her as if she were a fool.

To be able to say such words in such a tone at this time is either a fool or on the way to becoming one.

Leng Rui winked at Qing'er and said seriously: "Thank you brothers from the Tiandi Society!"

Then he turned to Fan Xiaowen and said, "Don't worry! I won't let you go back to that den of thieves again."

"Hey! I'm telling you, boy, it's not over yet, do you keep what you say?"

Yi Zhi Hua was anxious. His mission today was to bring these five big and four small ones back. If he didn't have to give tens of thousands of taels of silver, wouldn't he have made a great contribution? When the master was happy, he taught him three moves and two moves, which will definitely be of endless use.

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"Wait for me to take a breath, I was kicked all over by you just now." Leng Rui said dissatisfied.

"Okay! I'll give you a quarter of an hour's rest! Don't try to play tricks on me." Yi Zhihua was secretly happy.

"It turns out you are in pain too! I thought it was okay?"

Leng Rui ignored him and sat on the ground with his eyes closed to relax.

The onlookers waited patiently to see if a miracle would happen.

"Hey! Second brother, let's bet that this guy will win, and we'll pay you a hundred, how about you?"

"No!" The guy called Lao Er shook his head.

No one is stupid. It’s a game that is bound to lose. Isn’t it too much money?

"One to a thousand, the cold boy wins!" The person who opened the market just now continued to shout.

"Shopkeeper Wang, can you keep your word?" a voice sounded.

Shopkeeper Wang Dingqing took a look and saw that it was Xiao Jun, the shopkeeper of Zuixianfang.

"What's the matter? Shopkeeper Xiao wants to play?" Shopkeeper Wang asked with squinting eyes.

"Here! Ten thousand taels, bet on the cold boy to win!" Xiao Jun threw out the ten thousand taels of silver notes.

Shopkeeper Wang is stupid. He is just enjoying his words. If he really loses, he can't afford to pay 10 million taels.

However, looking at the 10,000 taels of silver note, my eyes were still red, and then looking at Leng Rui sitting on the ground, my heart skipped a beat and I took the gamble!

"Ten taels, bet Leng, the boy wins!" Qing'er's voice sounded again...

Leng Rui sat on the ground, quietly adjusting his breathing and entering a state of selflessness.

There is a faint black energy in Yi Zhihua's left abdomen, which means she must have been injured or her meridians are blocked.

Leng Rui had already made up his mind to strike Yizhihua in the left abdomen with all his strength, leaving him half disabled even if he was not dead.

He had just rushed forward and been beaten repeatedly just to paralyze Yi Zhihua.

He believed that Yi Zhihua would never know about the mysterious factor in him and could not discover it. He definitely thought that he was just an ordinary person.

"Have you breathed enough?" Yi Zhihua's voice sounded again.

Leng Rui opened his eyes, stood up, and said with a smile: "Okay! You come first or I come first."

Yi Zhihua looked at Leng Rui who was standing up, and suddenly felt a little palpitated.

"This kid is not afraid at all. Could it be that the old demon Yun Huo left some back-up for him?"

Thinking of this, Yi Zhihua said: "Today we all rely on our own abilities. We are not allowed to use talismans or other external forces."

"You're scared! I'm still reluctant to give you the talisman to use. It was reserved for your master." Leng Rui had a faint smile on his face.

"You're worthless! You're a coward!" Qing'er shouted from the side.

"Yizhihua, you are still not a man. You are afraid of this and that when fighting with a child." Someone in the crowd said loudly, causing a burst of laughter.

Yi Zhihua's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Come on! Grandpa will give you three punches first!"

After saying that, all of Yin Yun's internal energy was concentrated on his chest, preparing to withstand Leng Rui's blow.

Although he was not very worried and knew that Leng Rui was just an ordinary person, Yi Zhihua still made thorough preparations.

Leng Rui would not be falsely polite. This was what he was waiting for.

He slowly took two steps forward with a smile on his face.

Then, his figure moved, everyone felt their eyes blurred, and a sound like hitting leather was heard.

"Bang", the sound was dull.

"Ah!" A scream came out.

A white figure flew into the sky, drawing a beautiful lone line.

What followed was a bloody arrow rising into the sky, which turned into a rain of blood all over the sky.
Chapter completed!