After years of punches, kicks, insults, abuse and soft violence, Changsheng gradually became introverted and timid. Even though he knew in his heart that blind tolerance was not the way to survive, he still wanted to live in peace with the world like countless young Buddhists.

Live an ignoble existence without fighting!

But today, in front of all the inner sect elders and countless inner and outer sect uncles, the assassin mercilessly humiliated Changsheng. Suddenly, Changsheng understood that there was a cliff behind him, and there was no possibility of further retreat.

Haha, instead of living like an ant all year round, it is better to fight once, or at worst, die here!

Chang Sheng glanced at the hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him and thought silently.

Jiu Wuchang showed a dark look of success, a sneer on his lips, but pretended to be angry, walked to the edge of the ring in person, and shouted in a low voice, "The competition begins..."

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of young men from the outer sect who were watching the excitement took a few steps closer. Although they felt unfair and sorry for Chang Sheng, they did not delay their thoughts of watching the excitement, waiting to see how Chang Sheng could compete with this powerful person.

The super strong Yu Taihe has withstood several moves.

Even Uncle Neimen and Dean Gu of Shuojin Academy, who were about to leave, took a few steps closer and looked at the two people on the ring with a sigh...

"Junior Changsheng, please give me a move, senior!" Changsheng clasped his fists and bowed. The pure energy in his body filled his body, and there was a faint sheen on Changsheng's body. It seemed that it was the operation of hard Qigong like Iron Bushan.

He didn't dare to overestimate the sign, so he moved his hands forward and back, preparing to use his best grappling skills!

"I'm going to stab Yu Taihe, and learn from my little brother!" Yu Taihe smiled faintly, with his left hand still behind his back, and he pinched the sword technique with the two index fingers of his right hand, and replied, "You have already mastered the iron cloth shirt at a young age.

You are good at defensive hard qigong. To be honest, I still admire you very much...but unfortunately, I will never show mercy and take the attack!"

Saying that he accepted the move, Yu Taihe stepped in front of Changsheng. The two index fingers of his right hand condensed a stream of energy, and he quickly placed it on Changsheng's chest!

"Uh, so fast?" Changsheng exclaimed, and he only had time to push the iron cloth shirt to the extreme, and intertwined his hands into hooks, trying to grab Yu Taihe's right wrist.

Unfortunately, Yu Taihe's speed was too fast. Changsheng's hands were empty without any accident. He felt a huge force suddenly hit his chest. The breath he had just taken suddenly stopped, and with a pop, he spat out a mouthful of blood...

...

And Yu Taihe slipped and returned to the place where he started to attack. He glanced at the blood spattered on his sleeves, frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Boy, even if it's the gap between the inner and outer sects, it's still the same."

It's not something you can imagine, let alone a young boy like you, if you just give up..."

"Admit defeat? This junior has admitted defeat too many times. Even if blood is spattered five steps today and his body and head are in different places, this junior will never admit defeat..." Changsheng only felt that the sky was spinning and stars were flying in his eyes, but the stubbornness in his heart was aroused again, and he couldn't even admit defeat...

You don't need to look at the expressions of the young sons around you. Just by hearing the chaotic exclamations around you, you can understand the gap between you and the stabbing son in front of you!

He secretly sighed, is this the strength of his son from the inner sect? How come this guy's attack speed is so fast? And he attacks himself with finger strength, and his force becomes even more powerful.

Changsheng stepped forward and turned into a half-lunge. He moved his hands forward and back into claws to protect his chest and shouted, "Come again..."

"Okay!" Yu Taihe seemed to know that Changsheng would not give up easily. He said "good" calmly, then he lightly tapped his feet and jumped up, and tapped Changsheng's chest with two fingers of his right hand!

"Well done..." Changsheng growled lowly, and crossed his hands to seal his chest, but Yu Taihe was faster, and swished his fingers under Changsheng's left ribs.

The strength of Yu Taihe's two fingers was beyond the reach of Changsheng. He grunted again and flew out diagonally to the right!

But Yu Taihe didn't stop attacking. He bent his fingers into a grasp, grabbed Chang Sheng's left arm and pulled it straight. At the same time, he changed his grasp into a palm and slapped Chang Sheng on the back of the heart...

Changsheng only felt a huge force slapped on his back. While spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and tried to stand up, but he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood one after another!

This assassin's son was too fast. Every time he made a move, Chang Sheng could only be beaten passively, but there was no possibility of fighting back.

"Chang Sheng..." Feng Jue and Jiang Xueyi clenched their fists. Looking at Chang Sheng's miserable condition, they couldn't help but scream. But then they thought of the inexplicable stubbornness in Chang Sheng's character. They wanted to give up, but why?

I can’t even say it!

"Little friend, give up on your own initiative. You are no match for Yu Taihe..." Even Uncle Kun, who was not far away, showed a hint of reluctance.

Here, everyone was looking at Chang Sheng and Yu Taihe on the ring, but they didn't notice that a silver-haired man in his thirties came to the edge of the woods a few hundred meters away. The silver-haired man had his hands behind his back and his face was expressionless.

Look at the situation on the ring!

Changsheng got up with difficulty, regardless of the blood soaking his chest and clothes, and stood crookedly, his hands once again in a defensive posture, and he looked at Yu Taihe with cold eyes.

"Are you coming again?" Yu Taihe frowned secretly. This kid can't even touch him, so what's the point of continuing to fight? But in full view of everyone, there's no way he can kill him here!

Hehe, although he can't be killed, as long as this kid doesn't admit defeat, he doesn't have to show mercy...

When Yu Taihe thought of this, his fingers condensed a energy again, and his eyes became colder.

"Come again!" At this time, Changsheng's thinking was already a bit slow. One reason was that his whole body was sluggish, and the other reason was that he was vomiting too much blood and had damaged his organs!

But Changsheng still had no intention of giving up. He concentrated his tyrannical mental energy and turned a deaf ear to the words of Feng Jue, Jiang Xueyi and that old uncle Kun. He seemed to only have eyes for Yu Taihe who was opposite him. He moved his hands forward and backward to welcome him.

attack......

"Okay, then come again!" Yu Taihe smiled faintly, tapped the ground with his feet, and his speed was even faster than before. He was in front of Changsheng in an instant, and touched Changsheng's chest with his two fingers again!

However, the moment Yu Taihe appeared on Changsheng's chest, his fingers suddenly paused, as if they were blocked by something.

In this flash of lightning, Chang Sheng reached out with both claws, clasped the acupuncture point on Yu Taihe's wrist with his left hand, and clasped his two fingers with his right hand. With a low roar, he flew up and kicked Yu Taihe in the chest!

Yu Taihe's wrist was taken, and the strength on his arm suddenly stagnated. When he saw Changsheng flying and kicking him, he was so shocked that his hair stood on end.

Chang Sheng is only eleven or twelve years old, and he is the son of a long-famous assassin. If Chang Sheng kicks him in the chest, even if he won't be injured internally, he will lose his face?

However, Yu Taihe reacted very quickly. His right wrist was taken, but his left hand instantly turned into a claw and grabbed Changsheng's flying kick...

Unfortunately, it was precisely this kind of unequal mentality that harmed Yu Taihe. If Yu Taihe was not passively defensive, but directly attacked the defenseless chest of Changsheng, even though he would be kicked, Changsheng would also be seriously injured!

However, the minds of the two are not balanced. Even if Changsheng is knocked down by Yu Taihe or even seriously injured, others will not say anything because this is what it should be!

But for Yu Taihe, being kicked by a twelve-year-old academy boy, even if he was not injured, was definitely a shame and humiliation. I am afraid that this incident will become a joke and a source of conversation for countless young boys from the outer sect...

Changsheng's flying kick had just kicked Yu Taihe's chest. As if he knew Yu Taihe's thoughts, he suddenly kicked towards his lower abdomen!

Yu Taihe's right hand was taken, and his left hand had already reached his chest. Naturally, he could no longer take care of his lower abdomen. He was instantly kicked by Chang Sheng and bent over, with cold sweat breaking out on his head.

But Changsheng was still not over, he jumped up with the force of kicking Yu Taihe's lower abdomen, his left hand instantly shook off his wrist, flew to Yu Taihe's chest, and used both hands to perform a move called "Double Wind Pierce the Ear"!

With a bang, both palms hit Yu Taihe's temples firmly.

"Looking for death..." Even if he competed with a group of fellow disciples, Yu Taihe had never been so humiliated. Now Changsheng's move hit Yu Taihe's face firmly, and it also hit Yu Taihe firmly.

The anger in my heart is aroused!

Before Chang Sheng could retreat, his right palm slammed into Chang Sheng's chest!

An extremely tyrannical force hit Changsheng like a kite with a broken string, flying seven or eight meters diagonally.

But just when Changsheng was about to fly out of the ring, he roared and used the Thousand-Jin Drop move, grabbed the edge of the ring with both hands, turned over and fell on the ring!

However, Yu Taihe's palm force was too strong. Changsheng spit out blood one by one, and his whole body was in unbearable pain. It seemed that several ribs in his chest were broken.

"Uh..." Yu Taihe also roared, staggering back a few meters and looking at Chang Sheng on the edge of the ring in surprise.

What happened to me just now? Why did the finger pointing at Changsheng's chest suddenly stop?

Yu Taihe instantly remembered that at the moment when he was close to immortality, his consciousness seemed to have solidified and became completely blank!

Looking at the surprised eyes around him, Yu Taihe's anger was instantly ignited. He was struck by the wind in his ears by a twelve-year-old boy? When had he ever experienced such a shameful humiliation?

"Get this kid within three moves, or get out of the assassination gate..." The masked old man standing under the ring also saw this scene, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and shouted to Yu Taihe on the ring!

The furious Yu Taihe roared, and a trace of true energy filled his body. His hands turned into the shape of hand knives, and a layer of pale white true energy was condensed on the edge of the hand knives, just like a real blade!

It seems that under the influence of Changsheng's twin winds, the assassin's son is also preparing to use his ultimate move.

Changsheng stood up crookedly, wiped the blood from his mouth, and made a defensive posture with his hands back and forth, as if what just happened didn't exist, and he only had Yu Taihe in his eyes!

In anger, Yu Taihe stopped talking and flew towards Changsheng. He raised his right palm and slashed Changsheng's neck. His left hand was tilted in front of his chest, fully charged with his back moves...

"Uh... no!" Feng Jue and Jiang Xueyi saw that Chang Sheng had hit Yu Taihe. They showed a hint of surprise, but it instantly turned into shock. They saw the shimmering right palm slashing towards Chang Sheng's neck and couldn't help but be shocked.

He shouted angrily again!

"You are not allowed to kill people..." Mr. Kun, the miscellaneous sect, also noticed Yu Taihe's hand knife full of energy. He frowned and shouted loudly. He picked up a stone in his hand and prepared to block Yu Taihe's attack.

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A magical scene like just now appears again!

Yu Taihe's palm suddenly stopped in front of Changsheng. Taking advantage of the fleeting gap, Changsheng moved his feet and rubbed his body upwards. He rushed in front of Yu Taihe in an instant. With a low cry, he punched out both fists and hit Yu Taihe's chest with a loud bang.

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Only then did Yu Taihe react, and his left hand formed a claw to grab Changsheng's arm, but Changsheng flew back a few steps and escaped from the battle group!
Chapter completed!