Although this young man's tone was frivolous, he looked cynical, but his qi and blood were extremely strong, and his heart beat strongly and powerfully, like a dull drum beat, smooth and rhythmic.

Even if he was just standing there casually, his body naturally exuded a powerful aura, which made Chen Qing feel a little dangerous.

Chen Qing's current realm is at the middle level of the Dark Power, and he has touched the threshold for the Dark Power to achieve. This young man can make her feel dangerous, which means that the other party has at least the peak of Dark Power cultivation.

Although the peak of the dark spirit in his twenties cannot be compared with a monster like Lin Chong, he is undoubtedly a genius and does have the capital of pride.

In addition to the young man himself, behind him were three tall and sharp-eyed young men.

They were wearing black training uniforms of the same style, and four dark golden characters "Jinglei Martial Arts Hall" were embroidered on the left chest. Above the characters, there was a golden thunder logo.

The three young men seemed to be headed by the young man, following him step by step, with a respectful expression and dared not take a step.

As the young man appeared, the originally quiet crowd suddenly burst into a commotion.

"Who is this person? He looks like he is from a big background?" a middle-aged man in his thirties and a steady temperament puzzled.

A bald man next to him took over the conversation: "What? You don't even know the Demon King Zhao? It must be the first time you are here to attend an exchange meeting, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled embarrassedly: "You can see that I only joined the Sixiang Martial Arts Hall some time ago. This time I came with the owner to open my eyes."

"It turns out to be a master of the Four Elephant Martial Arts Hall." The bald man looked in awe and took the initiative to hold his fists and salute, "My name is Fu Yunfeng, I am from Changfeng Martial Arts Hall."

The middle-aged man replied with a greeting and continued to ask: "Brother Fu, what do you mean by Xiao Demon King Zhao?"

The bald Han Dynasty thin young man named Fu Yunfeng was nodded: "It's the young master of Jinglei Wu Pavilion, Zhao Junwu, a famous young genius in the martial arts world in Donghai City."

"The young owner of Jinglei Martial Arts Hall?"

The middle-aged man looked stunned and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Is he the son of the owner of Zhao Qian? The owner of Zhao is noble and upright, and has a very good reputation in the martial arts world. How could he..."

Fu Yunfeng showed a sneer on his lips and lowered his voice, "How could he teach such an incompetent son, right? The reason is very simple. Master Zhao is old and regards this son as more important than life, and he puts his head on it.

The emperor was afraid of being scared, and he held it in his mouth and was afraid of being melted, thus developing Zhao Junwu's lawless character. He was simply a demon king in the world..."

"Oh, so, those two young people are in danger." The middle-aged man sighed.

"It's just that the little girl is so outstanding. She is so beautiful. Sometimes she is too beautiful. Sometimes she is also a mistake..." Fu Yunfeng sighed.

Although he was quite sympathetic to Lin Chong and Chen Qing, he had no intention of making a breakthrough.

There were many people who had the same idea as Fu Yunfeng. Their eyes looked at Lin Chong and Chen Qing and were immediately filled with pity, as if they had expected the miserable end of this little girl.

The repeated discussions did not escape Lin Chong's ears, but he still had no expression on his face, only a deep coldness hidden deep in his pupils.

Chen Qing's pretty face was so cold that it seemed as if it could scrape off a layer of frost. He said to Zhao Junwu hard: "What are you? Is it worthy of asking me to beg you?"

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a little chili, I like it." Zhao Junwu stretched out a finger and pointed at his nose and said, "My name is Zhao Junwu. Have you heard of it?"

Chen Qing sneered, too lazy to answer.

"It seems you haven't heard of me, it's interesting."

Zhao Junwu did not disobey Chen Qing's coldness, but was more interested in her. His eyes were hot, and he stared at Chen Qing's delicate and delicate face and looked at him: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't know me, don't you know me now, you're acquaintance now, little sister,

What's your name?"

"My surname is you, my name is ancestor, your ancestor is my name."

Chen Qing's patience was finally exhausted. She was originally an irritable and impulsive person. At this moment, Lin Chong was supporting her, so she started the mockery mode without hesitation: "Just a person like you, dare to ask about this girl's name?

Bah! Go as far as you go!"

"Your ancestor?"

Zhao Junwu was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears.

He smiled and pointed at Chen Qing, turned to the three young people behind him and said, "Look at it, she actually said that she was my ancestor, it's interesting, it's so interesting!"

The three young men grinned and laughed dryly.

Zhao Junwu's laughter suddenly stopped, his face was covered with clouds, his slender eyes narrowed, and he looked at Chen Qing coldly, like a wolf staring at his prey: "It's been a long time since no one dared to talk to me in this tone.

Now, I will give you a chance. Hurry up and apologize to me, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude to you!”

Faced with Zhao Junwu's exposed threat, Chen Qingyi was not afraid. He let go of the jade hand holding Lin Chong's arm, hooked his fingers at Zhao Junwu, and said contemptuously: "Don't just say with your mouth, you should try it."

"Okay, okay."

Zhao Junwu was so angry that he laughed, and his expression suddenly became ferocious: "You asked for it yourself. Little Lajiao, wait until I catch you, see if you dare to be so stubborn!"

After saying that, Zhao Junwu took a step back and waved his hand: "Come on me!"

The three young men following Zhao Junwu all smiled grimly, rolled up their sleeves, and slowly approached Lin Chong and Chen Qing.

"Senior Brother Zhao, give me some face, let's stop here." Cui Peng, who had been watching coldly, spoke helplessly, "If you fight here, it's not easy to explain to the elders."

"You heard how this bitch scolded me just now."

Zhao Junwu hugged his arms and sneered repeatedly: "If I let them go like this, how can I stay in Donghai City in the future? If it spread, others would think I was afraid of them!"

Hearing Zhao Junwu's words, Cui Peng couldn't help feeling embarrassed and turned to Chen Qing and said, "This girl, please apologize to Senior Brother Zhao. As long as you are willing to apologize, I promise he will not pursue this matter anymore."

"impossible!"

Chen Qing opened his cherry lips lightly and spit out three words in a straightforward manner.

Cui Peng frowned and said, "Girl, you may not know the origin of Senior Brother Zhao. He is the young master of Jinglei Martial Arts Hall, the only son of Master Zhao Qian, and one of the five young powerful men in the martial arts world in Donghai City. You have no chance of winning at all.

, it’s better to apologize earlier to avoid suffering from flesh and blood.”

"Yes, I'll talk to you, that's why I think of you."

Zhao Junwu raised his chin, his nostrils facing the sky, and he glanced at Chen Qing from the corner of his eyes: "The man next to you didn't dare to say anything from beginning to end. He was simply a coward, and he didn't even deserve to carry my shoes. If

If you still have some vision, why not follow me and ensure that you don’t suffer any grievances…”
Chapter completed!