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, a powerful aura would naturally radiate from his body, which made Chen Qing feel a little dangerous.

Chen Qing's current realm is at the middle level of the dark energy level, and he has touched the threshold of the great success of the dark energy level. This young man can make her feel dangerous, and it is obvious that the other party has at least the peak of the dark energy level.

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 the same black training suit, 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 young, following him step by step, with a respectful expression and dared not take a step.

As the young man appeared, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd that had originally quieted down.

"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 Symbol 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 gift and continued to ask: "Brother Fu, what is your Demon King Zhao?"

The bald Han Dynasty thin young man named Fu Yunfeng, 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 the corner of his mouth 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. He is afraid of being scared when he puts it on his head, and is afraid of being melted when he holds it in his mouth, thus he develops Zhao Junwu's lawless character, and is simply a demon king in the world..."

"Oh, when you do this, those two young people are in danger." The middle-aged man sighed.

"It's just that girl is so outstanding, her beauty is so bad. Sometimes she is too beautiful and 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 they were immediately filled with pity, as if they had expected the tragic end of this 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 chili pepper, 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 dislike Chen Qing's coldness, but was more interested in her. His eyes were hot, and he stared at Chen Qing's delicate and pretty face and looked at him: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, you'll know me now, junior 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 with a guy like you, you dare to ask my girl's name? Bah! How far is it going!"

"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 me, she is actually my ancestor. It's interesting, 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. I'll 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 use your mouth, you should try it."

"Okay, okay."

Zhao Junwu was so angry that he laughed, and his expression suddenly became ferocious: "This is all your own question. Chili, wait until I catch you, see if you dare to be so stubborn!"

Afterwards, Zhao Junwu took a step back and waved his hand: "Give it to 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 thought 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 is better to apologize earlier to avoid suffering from flesh and blood."

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