Everyone was shocked for a moment when they saw the tall disciple flying backwards.
"No, Lu Feng, what are you doing? This acting is too fake."
"That's right, you haven't even touched anyone yet and you flew out upside down. What are you pretending to be?"
"Okay, Xigou, you are the one they invited, right?"
"You can really act."
"Shut up!"
The tall disciple stood up and roared. He was unprepared just now and was knocked out, humiliating himself. At this time, he became angry and punched Peng Cheng again.
The result was without exception, when he was a foot and a half away from Peng Cheng, he was knocked away.
Peng Cheng's three-foot air wall forms a three-foot-diameter air wall around his body, front, back, left, and right, so his distance from the edge to the center is naturally one and a half feet.
"Come again!"
Being shocked back by the weakling Peng Cheng twice in a row, the tall disciple was extremely embarrassed and angry. This time he directly used his leg skills and struck Peng Cheng with a whip leg.
As a result, there was just a click and the disciple's calf was broken.
"Let me go, I can still fight!"
The tall disciple pushed away the people around him, dragged his broken leg, and was about to hit Peng Cheng again.
"stop!"
The junior sister stood up and shouted loudly,
"You have used up the three tricks. If you want to take action again, you have to pay again."
Hearing this, the tall disciple calmed down, turned around and left angrily, and was helped by others to treat his broken leg.
"I'm telling you, Peng Cheng doesn't fight back. It's you who hit him, and the injuries caused have nothing to do with us. It depends on how hard you hit him. We are not responsible!"
"Okay, next one."
Hearing this, the other disciples knew what was going on, and when they took action, they all reserved some strength to avoid hurting themselves.
Two or three people came up one after another, but they couldn't shake Peng Cheng in the slightest, and the people around him gradually became interested.
Upon seeing this, a disciple with a sly eyebrow rolled his eyes, quietly left the crowd, and ran outside.
More than 30 disciples who paid the money took turns to beat Peng Cheng. One tael of silver was just a small amount of money to them, so they just took it for fun.
An hour later, all the more than thirty disciples had been beaten. The junior sister asked who else was there, and a few disciples were not convinced and paid money to beat Peng Cheng.
The little junior sister happily counted the money in her purse and was extremely happy.
The news here spread quickly, and many other disciples rushed over to join in the fun. They were crowded three floors inside and three floors outside. It was really lively.
When the junior sister saw this, she became even happier.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way."
Just as the disciples were taking turns to challenge, shouts came from outside the crowd.
A few scoundrels pushed the crowd aside to get out of the way, allowing the people behind to come over.
Liu Yuan looked at Peng Cheng who was riding a horse and said with a strange expression,
"Hey, isn't this Peng Cheng? He just got beaten yesterday and he's here today to act arrogant. You're crazy."
"Yeah, I'm just crazy. How about Liu Yuan, why don't you come and give me a few beatings?"
Peng Cheng's answer surprised Liu Yuan and everyone. Is this still the weak Peng Cheng who dared not say a word after being beaten?
"Hey, this gentleman has been away for three days. You should be treated with admiration. It's only been one day and you seem like a different person. Ouch, a thin dog has turned into a rough dog."
Liu Yuan crossed his arms and looked at Peng Cheng with a strange expression,
"I heard that you are here to let people beat you at will? Why don't you fight back? I'm going to give it a try today."
"sure."
The junior sister came over and stretched out her little hand,
"Come on, one tael of silver and three moves. If you get hurt, you'll be responsible for it."
Liu Yuan was startled when he heard this and sneered,
"Why are you everywhere? Alas, the world is really going downhill. I used to fight Peng Cheng for free, but now I have to pay?"
Liu Yuan suddenly felt like he had to buy tickets to go back to his hometown.
"You have to pay. Everyone else pays, but you don't. Is this fair to others? Be careful that those who have paid will beat you too."
The little junior sister waved her fists and looked fierce.
"Okay, okay, I don't dare to offend Junior Sister Ling'er, so just follow the rules. If I defeat him, you can give me ten taels of silver, right?"
"That's right, you can only go up there alone, no one else is allowed to help."
"Okay, it's settled."
Liu Yuan took out a tael of silver and handed it to the younger junior sister. Then he walked up to Peng Cheng and smiled sadly,
"Peng Cheng, if I don't beat the shit out of you today, my surname will not be Liu."
"It's fine if your surname is not Liu. You can just follow my surname of Peng. I've got a good boy for nothing."
After all, Peng Cheng is young and not calm enough. Now that he has succeeded, how could he not ridicule Peng Cheng.
Now he is not afraid even if he offends the Liu family. He has a good relationship with Senior Sister Jun, and he is her cash cow. If the Liu family wants to touch him, they have to get through her first.
Behind Senior Sister Jun, the Jun family is not weaker than the Liu family, and they even have the support of the leader.
"Humph, you're looking for death!"
Liu Yuan's expression changed. This soft-dog Peng Cheng actually dared to talk to him like this. If he didn't teach him a lesson today, how would he lose his face?
After speaking, Liu Yuan used all his strength to punch Peng Cheng. Peng Cheng sneered when he saw this, and used the three-foot air wall to reach its maximum.
Hearing a loud noise, Liu Yuan was shaken back a few steps and almost lost his balance.
"There's something."
Liu Yuan rubbed his wrist and said with a evil smile.
"That's all you have!"
Peng Cheng was sarcastic without mercy.
"You bitch, I'll kill you!"
After Liu Yuan finished speaking, he kicked him, but he was still shocked.
The third time, he was more careful and hit Peng Cheng with his martial arts Tiger Roaring Fist. As a result, Peng Cheng didn't move at all and his fist was so shocked that it bled.
Liu Yuan wanted to fight again, so the junior sister shouted,
"Three moves have passed. If you want to fight again, get money."
"That's all three moves?"
Liu Yuan frowned and grinned.
"That's right. Everyone has three moves. How can one tael of silver allow you to fight for a day?"
Peng Cheng also lost no time in saying,
"Liu Yuan, do you want to fight or not? If not, go aside. Others are still waiting."
Peng Cheng was very happy to be able to defeat his enemies and make money from them.
"Fight, I have plenty of money."
After Liu Yuan finished speaking, he took out ten taels of silver and threw it to Jun Ling'er, then rushed forward.
Until an hour later, Liu Yuan spent more than forty taels of silver, but could not shake Peng Cheng in the slightest. Instead, his fists and legs were covered with bruises. In the end, his younger brothers had to drag him away.
"Everyone, is Peng Cheng's martial arts powerful?"
Jun Ling'er looked at everyone and asked loudly.
"It's amazing. If I had this kind of martial arts, I wouldn't be afraid of anything."
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Jun Linger said proudly,
"This is a martial art created by my senior brother Han Yun, including my Nine Yin White Bone Claws and Senior Sister Zheng's Lingbo Weibu. They were all made by him."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was amazed and started talking about it.
On a hillside in the distance, an old man with gray hair stood with his hands behind his hands. His sunken eye sockets made his whole person look gloomy, and he was staring at everything with a cold gaze.