Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a little funny. Is this guy so confident in his own strength?

Do you really think Xiao Chen is a lamb to be slaughtered?

Xiu Meng took a step forward, pointed at the ground and said arrogantly to Xiao Chen: "Boy, please kneel down for me now, and I promise to let you die a more pleasant death."

Xiumeng looked down on Xiao Chen from the bottom of his heart. A mere good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Lu family dared to ignore his warning and destroy the Tian family without permission.

This is simply not taking him seriously.

A smile appeared on Xiao Chen's lips. He raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "What if I say no?"

Xiumeng was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily.

"Okay! Very good. You are a good-for-nothing loser. I haven't seen you in years, but people like this often end up miserable."

Xiu Meng tore off his shirt, revealing his explosive muscles.

This is the strength he is proud of!

"My strength can completely crush you." In an instant, the aura of a peak warrior with external strength rippled out from Xiu Meng's body.

Xiao Chen's expression remained as usual!

The peak of external strength, is it very strong?

Xiao Chen himself is a warrior at the peak of his external strength.

Xiumeng thought Xiao Chen was frightened. He sneered disdainfully and looked at him motionless. Next, he should give him the most painful way to die.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked off one foot and rushed forward, as violent as a wild horse running wild.

Xiao Chen slowly raised his right hand.

Xiumeng narrowed his eyes. Has Xiao Chen given up resistance? Or is he preparing to beg for mercy?

"Hahaha, kid, what are you doing, begging for mercy with one hand?" Xiu Meng immediately approached Xiao Chen, and without saying a word, he slammed his fist into Xiao Chen's face.

Door.

Xiumeng felt happy just thinking about it when he thought that that young face would be turned into powder under his fist.

But things suddenly took a turn for the worse.

Just when Xiumeng's fist was about to touch Xiao Chen's face, the latter's right hand slapped Xiumeng on the chest.

Xiumeng felt a violent shock in his chest, and a reverse force came from him. He was actually beaten backwards by Xiao Chen and flew out.

Xiumeng's figure staggered back wildly, and managed to stabilize his figure in mid-air without causing his head to hit the ground.

He covered his chest and looked at Xiao Chen carefully with fierce eyes.

How dare this damn loser resist.

"You have a few tricks. Even though it was a sneak attack, you were able to repel me in such a panic." Even now, Xiu Meng felt that the reason why Xiao Chen was able to repel him just now was entirely because of the sneak attack.

Just because I didn't pay attention just now, it doesn't mean it will happen next.

"Boy, do you really think you can defeat me if you defeat me? I think you are daydreaming." Xiumeng looked at Xiao Chen with a sneer.

There was contempt and disdain in his eyes.

A smile appeared on Xiao Chen's lips, and he said lightly: "Since you think this is a sneak attack, then I'll just continue to use one hand to deal with you."

Xiao Chen's words completely aroused Meng Xiu's anger.

Meng Xiu clenched his fists in anger, with a trace of violence in his eyes.

"Boy, you may die miserably next." After saying that, Xiu Meng leaned his upper body forward slightly and pressed down.

It looks like this guy is accumulating strength.

Xiao Chen could vaguely tell from Xiu Meng's movements that this was a martial skill.

Unexpectedly, Xiu Meng also controlled martial arts, but it seemed that he could only perform one move.

Xiumeng's eyes were filled with madness, and he would be very excited every time he used this move.

"Boy, you should feel honored to die under my snake palm. I have killed many warriors with this move." Xiu Meng said proudly.

Xiao Chen held up his right hand high, as if he was holding an invisible heavy object.

"Since you are showing off your martial arts skills, I will do the same."

"Hahahaha, you loser knows martial arts? Are you kidding me? Don't think you can escape like this, believe me! You will die miserably." After saying that, Xiu Meng had finished charging up his strength.

Then, a strange sound came from his mouth, like a venomous snake spitting out a message.

Xiumeng suddenly jumped up and rushed forward.

At such a fast speed, he struck Xiao Chen with his palm without saying a word, leaving a trace on the ground where he passed.

Xiao Chen didn't panic, he clenched his fists tightly, and a blue dragon's energy burst out from his body.

With him as the center, the grass beneath his feet showed the tendency of expanding outwards and escaping, like peach blossoms in bloom.

"Fist of Canglong." Xiao Chen's right fist hit Xiu Meng's left palm.

After the two collided, the meridians in Xiu Meng's entire left arm exploded instantly, and blood seeped out of the skin.

Xiumeng was directly provoked by Xiao Chen and punched the ground again.

Xiumeng had forgotten to resist, and was picked by Xiao Chen in one move.

The huge pain in his left arm reminded him that this arm was useless.

His eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

This guy Xiao Chen actually knows martial arts.

And he is stronger than himself. How is this possible? He is just a waste.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xiu Meng was about to speak, but as soon as his throat became sweet, his mouth became like a fountain, with blood pouring out continuously.

Xiao Chen stepped on Xiu Meng's chest and said with a joking smile: "Trash? I'll hit you with one hand, how dare you refuse to accept it?"

A trace of regret arose in Xiu Meng's heart. After all, it was he who underestimated Xiao Chen that led to the current consequences.

Xiumeng looked at Xiao Chen with his eyes. At this moment, his eyes no longer had the unruly and arrogant look before.

He didn't expect Xiao Chen to hide it so deeply, and he suddenly felt confused about the future of Shura Palace.

Is it really right to provoke such a monster?

Xiao Chen moved his feet disdainfully. Time was running out. He had to pick up Lu Yao from get off work.

He sent a text message to Long Zaitian, asking him to send someone to tow his car away for repair, and he found a taxi on the roadside and drove away.

Xiumeng lay on the ground, the things in front of him gradually dimmed, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Mr. Lu!

Xiao Chen rushed to Lu's, but it seemed that he arrived a little late. All Lu's employees seemed to have already gotten off work.

At this moment, Lu Yao was waiting quietly on the roadside, and Xiao Chen came closer like a child who had done something wrong.

He scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "The car... the car broke down, so it was a little slow to arrive."

The domineering spirit that he had just killed Xiumeng suddenly disappeared. In front of Lu Yao, Xiao Chen was just a good boy.

Lu Yao laughed faintly, and without saying a word, she took Xiao Chen's hand and walked towards the other side of the road.

"Come take a walk with me today."
Chapter completed!