The thin man moved his wrists and looked ferocious.

"Chen Hao, don't go."

Chen Chuping was afraid that Chen Hao would be young and energetic, so he agreed to fight with the thin man impulsively, and quickly grabbed Chen Hao's hand:

"He said he wouldn't beat you to death, but he would probably beat you to a disabled person."

"Why do you talk so much?"

The thin man glared at Chen Chuping with dissatisfaction, and then looked at Chen Hao provocatively:

"How is it, do you dare to come?"

Chen Hao shook his head and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I really don't dare."

"Coward!"

The thin man salied at Chen Hao with disdain.

"It turns out that he is a coward."

"Get out, a softie!"

"What a waste."

The warriors from other medical and martial arts associations also laughed and looked at Chen Hao with contempt.

Chen Hao glanced at the group of people and smiled: "The reason why I dare not go to the stage is not because I am afraid of fighting you, but because I am afraid that if I accidentally beat you, I will kill you."

"What did you say?"

The thin man suddenly became angry.

Chen Hao's words were too arrogant.

The other warriors were also surprised. The strength of the thin man was already very obvious. Among all warriors, they were considered to be upper-middle, not to mention among ordinary people.

If Chen Hao, a small farmer, really faces a thin man, he may be beaten to a paralysis by the thin man with one punch.

But now, Chen Hao actually dares to provoke the thin man in reverse?

"Isn't this little farmer a lunatic?"

"I don't think it's a lunatic, but a fool."

Many warriors booed, feeling that Chen Hao's words just now were just bragging.

"You punched me to death?"

The thin man smiled: "Come on stage, I think you beat me to death with one punch, or I hit you with one punch and kneel down and call me dad."

Chen Hao glanced at the thin man indifferently.

Is this guy a masochist? He has to ask himself to beat him to death before he can be willing to do so?

Just as Chen Hao was helplessly preparing to go on stage, the scar face that had properly handled the bald man was the first to jump onto the sports platform.

"Do you just pick soft persimmons?"

Scarface stared at the thin man: "First conceal that I am an internal martial artist, I lied to my elder brother to show off against you, and now I want to bully my prey?"

"Your prey?"

The thin man glanced at Chen Hao: "I didn't expect this little farmer to be a hot commodity?"

Upon hearing this, a black line appeared on Chen Hao's forehead.

In love, both of them don’t regard themselves as human beings, and they think they can control themselves at will?

As for the other warriors, they looked at Chen Hao pitifully:

"The thin man is an internal martial artist, and the Scarface is also an internal martial artist. It is too miserable to be targeted by two internal martial artists."

"Yes, there are only seven or eight internal martial artists here today. He was actually targeted by two internal martial artists at the same time. It's so pitiful."

"The thin man and the scarface are not easy to mess with. This farmer is probably really going to be beaten to be disabled."

Internal warrior?

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, and it turned out that a master like Scarface was called an internal martial artist in the martial arts world.

However, these people who are masters in the eyes of ordinary people and even warriors are nothing in his eyes.

He has not yet established his foundation and is still in the Qi Refining Stage, so he can probably beat ten internal martial artists with one hand.

As for now...

I guess I can hit 180 with one hand.

However, the scarred face and the thin man obviously didn't know Chen Hao's power. At this moment, he had already begun to fight for who Chen Hao was.

On the stage, the scarred face and the thin man fists and feet were furious, and the dust was flying. Occasionally, you could hear the whistling sound of the wind, which made the group of people excited.

"Is this the power of the internal martial artist?"

“Too powerful!”

After being excited, a group of warriors looked at Chen Hao again, with even more sad eyes:

"I think if the scarface and the skinny man punch him casually, this little farmer will die."

"Yes, even if they keep their strength, this little farmer may not be able to withstand it."

"It's so pitiful. The disaster comes from the mouth and you're going to die at a young age."

Hearing this, Chen Chuping's brows were already twisted.

"Chen Hao, please leave quickly." Chen Chuping said.

"Let's go? Why?" Chen Hao was very calm.

"Didn't you hear what they said? If you don't leave, you will be beaten to death!"

Chen Chuping said anxiously: "These two people in the stands are in a bad state. They may ignore the law and do not take advantage of it. If..."

"Don't worry, Director Chen, I'll be fine."

Chen Hao patted Chen Chuping on the shoulder, and then...

Was dozed off.

The battle between the two on stage seemed very exciting to others, but in his opinion, it was no different from playing house with a child, it was too boring!

"This guy can still doze off now? I'm so hearty."

"I hope he can be so calm when he is about to be beaten to death."

A group of warriors shook their heads and sighed sadly.

Just then.

The victory and defeat of the two on the stage finally came to an end.

To most people's expectations, Scarface was actually suppressed!

And, it was suppressed very badly.

"What's going on? Are skinny men so strong?"

"No, could it be that Scarface and the thin man who learned something secretly, wanted to deliberately show weakness and then suddenly fight back?"

"Do you learn and sell it now? It seems very likely!"

A group of warriors talked.

Chen Hao shook his head disapprovingly.

"Why are you shaking your head? Do you think Scarface will really lose?"

A warrior glared at Chen Hao.

"Scarface will definitely lose."

Chen Hao said lightly.

"impossible."

A warrior said firmly: "I know Scarface. He has been an internal martial artist for many years and is extremely powerful. The thin man is just an unknown person. How could he win?"

But this man had just finished speaking.

puff--

The scarred man kicked the scarred face in the chest and sprayed a large mouthful of blood.

"With this little ability, I still want to avenge the dead bald man and steal my prey?"

The thin man smiled gloomyly and flew over and kicked him again.

Bang!

Scarface was kicked off the stage, coughing up blood, and finally fainted!

Seeing this scene, a group of warriors were embarrassed.
To be continued...