My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 742
"Haha, this is my son."

Crazy voices resounded throughout the platform.

Hu's mother on the side hurriedly grabbed him.

"Master, keep a low profile, you haven't won yet."

"Hahaha! I'm so happy, I'm so happy."

"Say, do you know that your son hides his strength?"

Mother Hu gave a wry smile.

"How do I know, I don't usually discipline him much."

"At that time, after all these years, you have not discovered the advantages of your son, and you have been insulting and humiliating him."

"He exposed his strength today, probably because he wanted to show you."

Patriarch Hu calmed down a lot.

"Yeah, it's hard for this child. I used to be a little impulsive."

"It's just impulsiveness, it's scarier than the devil."

The Hu family is happy.

But the faces of the Cheng family were ashen.

When a genius is chased by a waste, ordinary people can't understand the feeling.

It's as disgusting as eating a dead fly.

"Cheng Ju, since Junye has hidden his strength, then you don't have to show mercy."

"If you have any moves, just say hello."

I say this to save face.

But it made Cheng Ju more and more pressured.

He smiled slightly: "Haha, no problem, father."

"Fatty, it may hurt very soon, you have to pay attention."

Hu Junye smiled indifferently.

"It's okay, I can take it, come on."

……

"Don't try to pretend to be aggressive in front of me, I don't know what your strength is?"

Hu Junye is too familiar with Cheng Ju.

Growing up together, how many times have you played?
Even he himself doesn't remember.

Presumably, that blow just now was already his strongest blow.

The fat man relaxed a lot.

Originally, he was afraid that he would not be able to win the opponent.

Now it seems that it will not be difficult to win the competition.

"Didn't you say that there is still a killer move? Hurry up and say hello, my fist is already hungry and thirsty."

"That's what you said."

Cheng Ju attacked again.

The aura seemed to want no money, and it was pouring out desperately.

Every move goes straight to the point, wanting to kill with one blow.

"How stupid."

Ye Fan showed a hint of disdain.

"It consumes too much spiritual energy for him to fight like this. If he doesn't need Fatty to do it, he will die of exhaustion."

Anyang also nodded: "It's really unreasonable for him to be called a little genius like this."

The battle between the two became more and more anxious.

Cheng Ju's attack became paler.

Fatty Hu became more courageous as he fought, his attacks were like thunder.

No, I can't continue fighting like this, otherwise I will definitely lose.

Cheng Ju thought to himself.

Immediately, he deliberately approached Fatty Hu, and a strange power flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, an invisible force shot directly at Fatty Hu.

Ok?
Soul shock?

He will too?
Ye Fan found out that the other party was tricky, so he shot immediately.

Soul attack is too different from normal attack.

If you are caught without warning.

In mild cases, the brain is seriously injured, which affects future intelligence, and may not be able to remember anything, and will become more and more dull.

At worst, he would directly become an idiot, or even die.

Brothers for many years.

It's really ruthless to start.

Don't dare to delay.

Ye Fan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the same attack shot out from his eyes.

"uh-huh!"

A groan.

Cheng Ju froze in place at that moment.

Compared with Ye Fan's attack, his soul is really pitifully weak.

It's like the feeling of ants and elephants.

Totally vulnerable.

Ye Fan didn't do anything cruel, but made him lose control of his body for a short time.

But in the battle, things change rapidly.

A breath stops.

It was enough for Fatty to perform an effective attack.

really.

next second.

The fat man exploded immediately.

The majestic spiritual energy rolled over like ocean waves.

Cheng Ju, who was fighting, retreated steadily, unable to fight back.

In the end, he was kicked off the stage with a heavy foot, and a series of actions were done in one go, making the people watching a little unresponsive.

Looking at this scene.

The housekeeper Ah San at the side even trembled a little.

He could actually see the young master win once in his lifetime.

This was really a big surprise for him.

"Young...young master, win!"

With the announcement comes down.

Countless people fell to the ground in frustration.

They bet Cheng Ju a lot of money on the gambling table, almost all of their savings.

It was all lost.

no no!
Everyone is not reconciled.

"Cheng Ju, you're playing fake games, I'll kill you."

"Say, how much did you bet on Fatty Hu? How could he beat you?"

"If you don't give us an explanation today, you will be finished."

……

Cheng Ju was criticized by thousands of people.

But he didn't care.

With his father and Uncle Hu around, no one can touch him.

He just didn't want to accept the fact that he lost.

The soul shock just now was obviously sent out.

But why is there nothing wrong with Fatty Hu?
Could it be... he will too?

Thinking of this, Cheng Ju swallowed secretly.

This Fatty Hu is really scary.

He had practiced soul shock for more than ten years before he achieved any success.

The opponent was able to break his own attack, and even counterattack himself.

The strength must be a bit higher than him.

Think about your own mocking words and laughing faces in the past.

Hehe, the clown turned out to be me!
But even though Cheng Ju was extremely unwilling, he could only endure it.

Without saying a word, he looked at Hu Junye stubbornly.

But the fat man didn't show any mercy.

"It's not surprising that you lost to me. My strength has always been strong, but I just don't want to argue with you."

"In the future, I don't expect you to detour when you see me, I just hope you don't pretend to be aggressive with me."

With that said, Fatty Hu left gracefully.

Before leaving.

He heard two voices.

One belonged to Anyang, and she excitedly waved the betting ticket in her hand.

"Wow, I won 20, Fatty, that's awesome."

Another one belonged to his father.

"Ah San, we won 60 too, right? Haha, there is a big banquet tonight, and I want to clean up the young master."

Fatty Hu showed a smile.

Father, have you finally recognized me?

Hehe, how long has it been since I drank with you.

It's been a long time.

Then, he turned his attention to Ye Fan.

His eyes were filled with endless gratitude.

"Brother, no, I will call you Brother Fan from now on."

"Thank you, without you, I would never be able to hold my head up for the rest of my life."

"It's you, let me be an upright person, a man."

These are his thoughts.

It was supposed to be an emotional moment.

Who knew that Ye Fan cursed angrily: "Why are you pretending? I came here early in the morning to wait for you to fight, and I haven't eaten yet."

"Where the hell are you going? You deserve a beating, don't you?"

Hu Junye smiled mischievously.

The originally high-spirited, lonely attitude of a master disappeared.

It turned into a flattering expression.

"Hey! I'm sorry, Brother Fan, I neglected you a bit."

"Let's go, I'll take you to a restaurant for dinner and treat you with the highest standard."

Ye Fan waved his hand indifferently: "What kind of banquet is not a banquet, as long as you can eat enough! Give me two lobsters, and two bowls of bird's nest, rinse your mouth..."

(End of this chapter)