At this moment, Father Mantis suddenly froze, suddenly remembering what happened yesterday. He thought of everything Mantis said at that time.

"I stand here today, and I just want to tell you, Dad, because I love you! Similarly, I also hope that you can understand me and support my psychological feelings. I am your son, not your puppet!"

"You've been thinking about asking me to do this and that all day long? Have you ever thought about how I feel?!! To be successful, you have to practice martial arts, right? Okay, I'll prove it to you."

Thinking of yesterday, he didn't appreciate it and instead beat his son until he bled. The mantis father realized that Chen Ming was right. He had never given him any fatherly love since he was a child. He had always treated his son with blood.

The ideal of inheriting his own martial arts school was forced on his son.

"He...Tang Lang, he...where is he?" The old man suddenly stood up in panic. At this moment, he remembered that his son was going to compete in the ring. If he had that kind of desire to survive,

He kept trying to prove his ideas; maybe he would really die in the ring.

"At school!" As soon as Chen Ming finished speaking, the old man didn't even change his clothes. He turned around and rushed out of the door wearing a pair of slippers.

Chen Ming looked at his background and showed a knowing smile. If I had known, no father would have said that they were not worried about their children...

“Bang bang bang!”

The tyrant grabbed the shoulder of a young gangster and punched him in the stomach with the fist of his right hand. Then, with a hard throw, the guy fell to the ground and vomited blood. He tried to get up, but failed.

There is no possibility anymore.

"Waste! They are all a bunch of rubbish. What are Chen Ming and Bi Shenghua? Over there, come out! Come out!" The tyrant shouted arrogantly. The audience around them began to chant the names of these two people, trying to get them to

Come out quickly and have a good fight with this tyrant.

"What a terrifying guy! After the battle, he persisted for so long, but he didn't look tired at all." At this moment, on the rooftop, a young man looked at the tyrant below, whose morale was soaring and his popularity was soaring.

His wrinkles were tight, and he seemed to be quite jealous of this tyrant.

"Hmph! What kind of round-robin battle? Those guys couldn't even hold out for two rounds when they came on stage, so they were beaten straight down. Apart from delivering food, I don't see any effect." Bi Shenghua on the side finished speaking in a cold voice, slowly

Took a sip of wine.

The boys around him all looked at him in agony and thought, "You are so awesome! Why don't you go up and fight?" After all, you must be afraid of him too.

"I'll do it!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout, and then everyone turned to look. Shockingly, they found that it was Mantis from the Dragon Soul Club who stood up. At this time, the crowd cheered again. Everyone shouted loudly.

, let him go to fight quickly.

The Fat Pig King and others held Mantis tightly to prevent him from fighting, but this guy didn't listen. Amid the cheers of the crowd, he walked towards the ring step by step; then, under the gaze of the tyrant, his whole body

With a volley flip, he jumped into the ring. His whole body was like a "horse". His legs were lowered and he performed a mantis fist.

After seeing such an awesome starting move, they realized that a "master" had finally arrived, and the audience cheered in unison. The tyrant over there also licked his tongue excitedly, and then sneered: "What?

Mr. Chen Ming doesn’t dare to come, so you’re here to die?”
Chapter completed!