On the Importance of Finishing Work

"Let go! Let me go!"

Just when Chu Zhongming was shocked by the information in the paragraph just now, there was a sudden commotion on the side of the ring.

The woman's voice was sharp and piercing, and she couldn't hear the softness when she knocked on the door a few days ago.

"No! I don't want to compare!! I want to go back!"

Her voice was full of weeping blood, and she struggled desperately. Wu Yuan, who belonged to a martial artist, broke out, but was completely suppressed.

And the two people who were holding her were even willing to take advantage of her.

Realizing that her resistance was useless, Xu Yaoyao despaired a little in her heart.

She gritted her teeth and mobilized the Wu Yuan in her body—even if she died with these people, it would be better than going to the stands and turning into wild beasts biting each other!Supply, people, take, enjoy! !

It's just that these people were prepared for this, and when they sensed something was wrong, they simply and roughly hit her in the lower abdomen.

The Wu Yuan that Xu Yaoyao had just mobilized suddenly collapsed, and her luck was forcibly interrupted. She trembled violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, and curled up in pain.

And even scarier than this is...

Looking at the ring in front of her eyes, there was no trace of blood left on her face.

When all thoughts were lost, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of her eye. Xu Yaoyao subconsciously turned her head and asked for help, but she immediately realized something was wrong and quickly looked away...

but……

A deep, magnetic sigh sounded in her ears, Xu Yaoyao only felt that the pressure on her body was loosened, and she fell forward involuntarily, but was supported by the arms that had been holding her gently.

Yes... Brother Zhong...

Fear and slack came to mind at the same time, Xu Yaoyao even hugged the other party when she was about to withdraw her hand.

She looked up with tears in her eyes, choked up and called out: "...Brother Zhong!"

Beauty grace is indeed rare.

But at this moment, Chu Zhongming was not interested in it at all.

Because of his sudden action, the scene suddenly quieted down, only the screams of the delirious two people on the ring were left.

Chu Zhongming noticed that he was instantly locked by several air mechanisms, at least three of whom were Wu Wangxiu...

Should I say... Is it really the Feng family?

A layer of cold sweat oozes from Chu Zhongming's back. He took a deep breath, and he could see it——

Either way...

He was the one who deserved to die. He escaped death once, and then died at the hands of the Feng family... he deserved it.

He quietly gave Shi Yue a look, signaling him to find a chance to run away.

After getting along during this period of time, he also guessed that Shi Yue's identity is not simple - he can help people rebuild their meridians and return to martial arts. Chu Zhongming claims to have read hundreds of classics, but he has never heard of it.Besides, his current body is still from the Feng family, and with a little disguise, it is easy to get out no matter how you look at it.

Receiving Chu Zhongming's gaze, Shi Yue smiled, but did not leave according to the other party's intention.

He had already guessed that this person couldn't help but strike.

Is the child of destiny who doesn't care about other things still called "son of destiny"?

He went straight to the direction of Chu Zhongming, and after a few steps, he stood beside him.

Chu Zhongming was stunned for a moment, a little jealous, "You...don't have to be like this..."

After all, the two had known each other for half a year, and he was indebted to the other party for his kindness...

Now, instead of not being able to repay the favor, it has actually involved people in this kind of trouble.

Feeling guilty and restless, the guards at the side of Feng's house suddenly moved, and moved towards the three people at the same time.

——It was King Wu who made the move... I really think highly of him...

In a flash of his mind, he stood in front of Shi Yue.No matter what, he is indebted to the other party's kindness, as long as he still has breath, he should protect him well...

Chu Zhongming once stepped into the realm of King Wu. Although his realm has fallen now, he is very familiar with King Wu's attack power.

That palm style is fierce and compelling, this is obviously a martial king with a very solid foundation.

Chu Zhongming expected that if he received this palm for life, he would be half disabled if he didn't die.

If you are lucky enough to survive this time...

I'm afraid I will have to bother Ah Yue to reshape one meridian again.

……

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Chu Zhongming:? ? ?

He waited for a long time, but did not receive the expected pain.

Chu Zhongming looked over intently, but saw a little man standing in front of him: it turned out that Shi Yue ran out from behind him at some unknown time.

...The immature little hand made a sword finger and pressed it against the opponent's wrist.

Chu Zhongming couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The situation in front of him really exceeded his cognition too much.

The more he was a genius when he knew it, the physical aptitude of a child of the Feng family, and the soul with martial arts experience in his body... These are enough to make him the youngest martial artist on the mainland.

But for cultivation, one is a genius of the heavens... and it takes time to accumulate.

——Chu Zhongming has always believed so firmly.

But today, his idea has been greatly challenged.

A child, a five-year-old child, restrained... a middle-aged man who has been practicing for decades? ! !

With just one finger?

Chu Zhongming felt that this scene was so ridiculous that it made people laugh.

However, the people around couldn't smile at all, all kinds of eyes fell on Shi Yue: suspicious, fearful, fearful...and also full of resentment...

Of course, that last gaze belonged to the middle-aged man who confronted Shi Yue.

"You!...d-did-what?!"

He squeezed out the words word by word, and stretched out his hand with a grim expression, about to pinch Shi Yue's neck.

Chu Zhongming, who came back to his senses, hurriedly raised his foot to kick him, and then he couldn't help but say, "Beat my son in front of me? I'm not dead yet?"

He originally just wanted to kick.After all, the other party is a Martial King, and unlike him, he is a parallel importer whose cultivation base has declined.

This moment was basically a bluff, Chu Zhongming was already ready to change his move after being dodged, but he didn't expect that this time... he kicked firmly...

Not only did he hit the kick, the opponent even flew several feet away because of this kick, and hit the stands behind, and the square was still cheering when it landed.

Chu Zhongming was stunned.

——If he felt right just now, that person's Wu Yuan...disappeared...

Soon, Chu Zhongming realized that his feeling was indeed right.

The guards of the Feng family who had already formed a siege were no longer aggressive, their faces were full of panic, and some even backed away in fear.

He forced himself to calm down and let go of his perception...

Sure enough, these people are all ordinary people without a single bit of martial arts.

But obviously, the Feng family would not allow ordinary people to be guards.

Now the situation...

Chu Zhongming lowered his head slowly and looked at Shi Yue, who was probably the only person on the scene who knew the situation.

Shi Yue smiled lightly, "If you want to raise ferocious beasts, of course you have to restrain them with strong iron chains."

Chu Zhongming didn't understand the meaning of these words, but his eyes were attracted by Shi Yue's exposing wrist, which was clean... The mark left by Feng's family before disappeared without a trace.

He suddenly remembered a few days ago, when Shi Yue stared at this imprint and looked thoughtful.

Speaking of which, he hasn't finished asking the questions that day...

He suddenly lost his mind, and during this gap, someone still refused to give up, and he drew his knife and slashed at the two of them.Chu Zhongming was about to make a move, but before the man could get close, he fell to the ground.

This time, not only Wu Yuan disappeared, but even his vitality seemed to be taken away by something.

The man's eyes were wide open and he stared at Shi Yue, but Chu Zhongming could clearly see that on the wrist he was struggling to expose, the pattern representing the seal of the Feng family seemed to be alive... slowly turning.

——chains, ferocious beasts, arenas...

Chu Zhongming suddenly had a terrible guess.

Shouldn't it? !

He looked at Shi Yue in amazement, "That imprint...is in the arena..."

Under Chu Zhongming's unbelievable gaze, Shi Yue nodded slowly.

Back then the Yun family raised so many high-level warriors in the arena, even masters of the level of warrior saints. For their own sake, they must find ways to control those people.

And this "slave mark"...is the way they came up with.

No matter how powerful a fighter is, as long as the "master" has a thought, whether to live or die is a matter of one thought.

Feng Tianbai suffered a lot from it back then, and after gaining power, he completely destroyed the records and classics of this thing; the people who used it were even tortured to death by his skin cramps...

Unexpectedly, after a thousand years, his descendants would use this thing as a "disciple" mark.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!!"

Feng Yuetong in the stands didn't know what happened.He only saw that after a group of people surrounded the three people, they suddenly stopped moving.

What's more, the guards sent by his father to King Wu were kicked out, lying on the spot without moving for a long time, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

—What kind of rubbish are they? !Could it be that there is a "War God" in it? !

Feng Yuetong's soft face was full of gloom, if the servants who often served by his side saw it, they would try their best to avoid it, so as not to become the master's punching bag.

However, Feng Yuetong came to the lower realm to relax this time, but he didn't bring those burdens.

Feng Yuetong picked up his own steel whip, regardless of the people in front of him, and slammed it hard.

The guards of the Feng family are all ordinary people now, how could they withstand this King Wu's whip, and they were immediately torn apart, and some people were even thrown out directly.

Feng Yuetong's face became even more stinky: They really are a bunch of trash!

He ignored the blocking words of the group of trash, and walked to the middle with a whip.

Chu Zhongming was in a trance because he knew the truth about the "imprint", and in a blink of an eye, he saw a person standing in front of him, who seemed not to have received the image of the imprint.

——how did he...

This doubt flashed in his mind, and Chu Zhongming had the answer in his heart.

He knew the person in front of him.

...Feng Yuetong, the only son of Feng Xinlin, the head of the Feng family.

After knowing what that "imprint" is, I can also understand, how could the Feng family leave such a thing on the core disciples of the family? !

Feng Yuetong didn't know what Chu Zhongming was thinking. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him: a woman who was crying miserably, a child as tall as his waist, and a...

Feng Yuetong squinted his eyes for a while, then sneered, "Ninth-rank martial artist?"

In this lower realm...it's really rare.

just,

Pity……

Under Wu Yuan's pressure, the steel whip broke through the wind and struck straight at Chu Zhongming's face.

But it was blocked by a folding fan.

The fan was just an ordinary fan with a few pennies on the street stall, and Wu Yuan evenly attached it to it at this moment, and it unexpectedly withstood the blow of the steel whip.

Feng Yuetong was stunned.

Chu Zhongming didn't give him a chance to react, he just bullied him and quickly disarmed him.The steel whip, made of fine iron and exquisitely mechanism, hit the ground with a "snap".

Shi Yue watched the suspenseless battle, and couldn't help shaking his head with emotion——

What "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger" and "challenging beyond the ranks"... those are the innate skills of the Son of Destiny, and Feng Tian Baiyou was good at it back then.

It's just... feng shui turns.

I'm afraid Feng Tianbai didn't expect that many years later, his descendants would become cannon fodder for giving experience and magic weapons to others.

——It really makes people have to sigh...

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