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The powerful force directly smashed the table into pieces, and Song Pengcheng was smashed to the ground with a big bang.

Song Pengcheng was lying on the ground, looking at the scene in front of him with a dull expression. Slowly, his eyes began to turn red, and the next second he opened his mouth and was ready to cry.

"Shut up. I'm willing to admit defeat. If you cry, our bet will be cancelled."

Seeing that he was about to cry out, Qin Yun stopped him from crying.

Sure enough, Song Pengcheng's voice suddenly stopped when he heard these words. He looked at Qin Yun with red eyes without saying a word.

After a long while, he said: "You are lying, I have already lost, you still don't have to buy me a skin!"

Seeing that this guy's reaction was not slow, Qin Yun smiled faintly and said: "Who said you lost? Isn't there another wrestling match? As long as you win, I will still buy it for you."

"Really?"

Song Pengcheng, whose eyes were still red, suddenly became brighter.

"Get up and continue."

Qin Yun hooked his hand.

Song Pengcheng wiped his eyes and stood up: "Come on!"

Looking at Song Pengcheng who had regained his fighting spirit, Qin Yun smiled slightly: "You should make the first move."

Song Pengcheng didn't intend to be polite when he heard this. He moved his fists and feet and said, "Then you have to be careful. I'm very good at wrestling."

Qin Yun shrugged and smiled, but didn't take it to heart.

Seeing this, Song Pengcheng didn't hesitate at all. He bowed his body and rushed towards Qin Yun.With one loop of his arm, he easily hugged Qin Yun's entire waist.

"Hahaha, you lost!"

Song Pengcheng shouted excitedly.

Because every time you succeed in hugging your waist, it means you will win. I didn't expect it to be so easy this time.

Song Huihuang, who was next to him, saw his son hugging Qin Yun like a calf. He suddenly jumped with fear. He was afraid that his son would really hurt Qin Yun.

But then I thought about how it was possible, what kind of cultivation Qin Yun was, how could he be injured by his own son?

Qin Yun, on the other hand, felt the huge power coming from his waist and abdomen, and couldn't help but be shocked. This power was probably stronger than the average internal energy master.

Just when Qin Yun was surprised, Song Pengcheng shouted loudly: "Brother, be careful!"

After saying that, he united his waist and horse, exerted force with both hands, and seemed to lift Qin Yun and throw him heavily to the ground.

Qin Yun didn't panic at all when he saw this. With a smile on his face, he lowered his legs, grabbed his toes, and firmly attached himself to the ground.

"rise!"

With a roar, Song Pengcheng exerted force decisively. His face turned red and the muscles on his arms were as tense as inflated balloons.

Song Huihuang, who was next to him, saw this scene and felt worried and expectant in his heart.

He was worried whether Qin Yun would hurt his son, and he was also looking forward to whether his son could lift Qin Yun up.

If he could lift it up, he had a bold idea, that is, he must hire a martial arts master to pass down martial arts to his son at all costs!

As Song Pengcheng's roar resounded throughout the room, Qin Yun's body was still standing motionless.

Song Pengcheng was dumbfounded, what's going on?

In the past, I could easily pick someone up every time they fell, so why can't I pick them up now?

He didn't believe in evil, so he tried his best again.

But after trying several times in a row, Qin Yun's body didn't even move, let alone picking up Qin Yun.

"What? Can't you lift it?"

Qin Yun looked at him with a smile, then shook his head and said, "Then let me lift you!"

As he said that, Qin Yun grabbed one of his shoulders with one hand, and then gently lifted it up. In an instant, Song Pengcheng, who weighed more than 160 kilograms, was easily lifted by Qin Yun with one hand like a doll.

Song Pengcheng felt a lightness in his body, and he screamed in fright.

"Ah, you... put me down, put me down!"

Song Pengcheng was so frightened that he kept kicking his feet in mid-air.

Qin Yun smiled, saw him throw it away, and threw him firmly into the sofa.

When Song Huihuang next to him saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh, Mr. Qin is indeed Mr. Qin, he is simply astonished.

"You lost again. It seems you have to accompany me for the checkup."

Qin Yun looked at Song Pengcheng who was still in shock on the sofa and said with a smile.

Song Pengcheng reacted, opened his mouth and said: "I..."

"What? You want to cheat? If you dare to cheat, I will throw you from the [-]th floor."

Qin Yun looked at him with a smile and asked.

Song Pengcheng was frightened by Qin Yun's smile. He swallowed the words that were on his lips alive, and finally said quietly: "Can I not get the injection?"

Qin Yun shook his head slightly: "No need for injections."

Song Pengcheng didn't believe it: "Really?"

Qin Yun stared at him and said, "Did you see me bringing something here?"

Song Pengcheng glanced around, and it seemed like it was true. The doctors before would have brought a box, but he didn't.

"Then...that's good, I'll cooperate with you to check!"

Song Pengcheng gritted his teeth and said.

In fact, he didn't understand why he needed to be checked since he was not sick.

Song Huihuang was extremely happy when he saw Qin Yun subduing his son so easily.

"Mr. Qin, I'm causing trouble for you."

He took a step forward and said.

Qin Yun waved his hand slightly, looked at Song Pengcheng and said, "Lie down and I will take your pulse."

Song Pengcheng didn't know what feeling a pulse meant, but when he heard someone telling him to lie down, he still lay down on the sofa.

Qin Yun walked up to him, put his hand on his pulse and began to check.

After a round of inspection, it was found that everything about him was normal, even better than that of ordinary people.

Song Huihuang stood on one side and asked cautiously: "Mr. Qin, have you seen any clues?"

Qin Yun glanced at him without saying anything, then changed his hand and continued to check.

But the result was no surprise, and there were still no problems.

Qin Yun couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. If it was a neurological problem caused by a high fever, he would be able to find out by checking his pulse, but everything about this kid was normal and he didn't look sick at all.

"Did it appear inside?"

Qin Yun murmured in a low voice, then unfolded his consciousness and directly entered Song Pengcheng's body for inspection.

After looking around, Qin Yun still found nothing. Just when he was wondering whether Song Pengcheng was simply born with slow development, he suddenly discovered a wave of energy in Song Pengcheng's Dantian that was incompatible with his body.

Qin Yun paused and took a closer look. He saw a ball of light yellow gas slowly swimming in his dantian. When he saw the energy ball in his dantian, he was extremely surprised and said:

"Is this... innate energy? Could it be that this thing is responsible?"