After Jiang Mengmeng taught Huang Yanjun a lesson, it was naturally Lin Chuxue's turn next.

"Lin Chuxue, you bitch, I have been unhappy for a long time. Today, I will repair you well!" Jiang Mengmeng pointed at Lin Chuxue and sneered.

Lin Chuxue's nervous hand was sweating coldly. She wanted to resist, but Jiang Mengmeng's aura was so strong that even Huang Yanjun dared not resist. How could she do it?

I saw Jiang Mengmeng's raised hand, which was half a day high. The slap was about to fall on Lin Chuxue's face, which would definitely swollen. Lin Chuxue closed his eyes in despair.

This incident started because of Huang Yanjun. Although she did not dare to resist Jiang Mengmeng, if Lin Chuxue was beaten for her, she would definitely feel guilty. Seeing that Jiang Mengmeng's ruthless move was about to fall, Huang Yanjun put his face on his own initiative and blocked it.

A loud bang sounded, Lin Chuxue was stunned, and Huang Yanjun was even more stunned, because they didn't feel the pain.

At this time, a figure blocked the two women, and it was Chen Qiye who was rushing to come.

"You two are fine, are you?" Chen Qiye grabbed Jiang Mengmeng's palm with one hand and turned around and smiled.

Lin Chuxue was so moved that she wanted to cry, while Huang Yanjun even had a lot of pain from being beaten, because she was already fascinated by Chen Qiye's smile.

"Chen Qiye, this is the second time you have saved me..." Huang Yanjun murmured in her heart, her shy pretty face red with blood.

Jiang Mengmeng was so angry that she roared fiercely: "Chen Qiye, you trash, why don't you let me go quickly. Brother Mingchao is here today, I will kill you!"

When his sister was humiliated, Shen Mingchao immediately strode over, preparing to teach a lesson to the useless man Chen Qiye.

But at this time, another black shadow flashed in front of Chen Qiye.

"Shen Mingchao, I'll challenge you!"

When Zhao Long faced Shen Mingchao, hundreds of spectators in the Dongxing arena were in a state of excitement, because Zhao Long was once a Dongxing boxer, and it was because of his reputation in Dongxing that he had built a territorial position in the first zone.

Moreover, he is now the spokesperson of the East China Sea God of War. The battle between Zhao Long and Shen Mingchao can be regarded as the first test of the East China Sea God of War and the nine forces, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Boss Zhao is fighting for the God of War?"

"There is a possibility. After all, the battle at the end of the month is still the nine-game match. Even the Dongxing Myth cannot guarantee that he will win. He must have sent Zhao Long, the confidant to try the waters."

"It's really possible."

"Who do you think of?"

"I'll look at Brother Long."

"I'm optimistic about Shen Mingchao."

.....

Before Zhao Long made his debut, the hundreds of spectators from Dongxing were immediately divided into two factions. One faction was optimistic about Zhao Long and the other faction was optimistic about Shen Mingchao. Before the fight started, the atmosphere exploded.

Bai Yunfei was also frightened by Zhao Long's actions and walked out of the backstage.

"Boss Bai, is this what Mr. Chen means?" the subordinate asked.

Bai Yunfei shook his head. According to his understanding of Chen Qiye, it was not like what the audience said, and sent Zhao Long to try the waters.

“Not like.”

"Boss Bai, who do you think about the battle between Brother Long and Shen Mingchao?" his subordinate asked again.

This problem stumped Bai Yunfei. Zhao Long was once very strong, but Shen Mingchao was not weak either, so he, the master of Dongxing, could not tell.

In the audience, Huang Yanjun was beaten by Jiang Mengmeng, but she was awakened for a long time. If she had been beaten back before, but now Shen Ming is very powerful, even if it is Huang Tianxiong's trouble, it will only add to the trouble, so she had to endure it first.

"Yan Jun, are you okay?" Lin Chuxue looked at Huang Yanjun with a heartache and said.

Huang Yanjun looked at Jiang Mengmeng's direction and smiled coldly, "It's okay, I will ask Jiang Mengmeng to avenge this sooner or later, but before we can make a fortune first."

"Hengcai?" Lin Chuxue was depressed. The audience everywhere was like a chicken blood injection, waving flags and shouting for Zhao Long and Shen Mingchao, where can you make this windfall?

"This is what I have to ask about Chen Qiye." Huang Yanjun pursed his mouth and looked at Chen Qiye and said, "It depends on you whether you can earn medical expenses."

Chen Qiye smiled bitterly, but Lin Chuxue became even more depressed. What does this have to do with Chen Qiye?

Huang Yanjun covered her face and said happily in pain: "Your family Chen Qiye's fortune-telling is accurate. Chen Qiye, please help me and Lin Chuxue to see who can win, Zhao Long or Shen Mingchao."

Seeing Huang Yanjun seemingly right, Lin Chuxue suddenly realized in his heart, could Chen Qiye come to Dongxing every time he comes to make a fortune?

"Qiye, what Yan Jun said is true?" Lin Chuxue hurriedly looked at Chen Qiye and asked.

Chen Qiye met Huang Yanjun by chance when he came to Dongxing for the first time. Then he predicted several times in a row and was accurate. Huang Yanjun directly regarded him as a fortune teller, and even Lin Chuxue misunderstood.

But this misunderstanding seems not a bad thing at the moment.

Chen Qiye had no choice but to nod and said, "Well, I have learned some fur from Taoist priests from Sanqianshan before."

His ability was indeed learned from Master Zhenyun, so he was not lying to say so.

"Then who do you think will win?" Huang Yanjun asked hurriedly. Lin Chuxue also wanted to see if what Chen Qiye said was true.

"Shen Ming is super victorious!"

"Ah? Will the stall owner lose?" Huang Yanjun exclaimed, and his little mouth opened into an O-shaped shape.

Huang Yanjun didn’t know Zhao Long’s true identity before, but now she knows that he is the famous Brother Long, how could he not even be Shen Mingchao’s opponent?

After all, she knew from Huang Tianxiong that Zhao Long was powerful.

Lin Chuxue is not much better. She knew that Zhao Long and Chen Qiye were good friends, but even so, even if Chen Qiye didn't like Zhao Long, wouldn't he lose?

At this time, Zhao Long had already entered the ring. Shen Mingchao walked onto the ring with a grim smile. The two of them looked at each other and did not give in.

Zhao Long's ability comes from his father Zhao Guoliang, and Shen Mingchao is also from the army and has no nonsense at all. The two of them punched their fists at the same time.

Bang!

After a loud bang, Zhao Long took three big steps, while Shen Mingchao took only a small step back, and the right judgment was made.

The audience immediately exclaimed thunderously.

"Brother Long is not Shen Mingchao's opponent?"

"How is this possible? Brother Long used to be the king of Dongxing!"

"It depends on what era of the king. Now that all the masters have poured into Dongxing, Zhao Long's skills are outdated."

"Oh, Zhao Long is already old."

Most of the people who sighed bought Zhao Long, while those spectators who bought Shen Mingchao were like chicken blood, all shouting that Shen Mingchao would win.

Shen Mingchao's momentum suddenly rose.

"Zhao Long, let me say something to the God of War." Shen Mingchao tilted his head and said sneeringly.

The punch just now made Zhao Long bit his back teeth so painful, which shows how hard Shen Mingchao's fist is, but Zhao Long is not representing himself now, but the God of War in the East China Sea, so he naturally cannot show weakness.

"Shen Mingchao, if you have anything to do, please let it go." Zhao Long said gritting his teeth.

"Your fate is the future of the God of War tomorrow. Let me lie down!"

Boom!

Shen Mingchao kicked his foot, and the steel ring was stepped down by one centimeter. He flew out like a cannon chamber. He first used his palm to fist, and then turned his fist into a knife, just like he was at the upside-down horn, and his path was changing. When he was only ten centimeters away from Zhao Long, he suddenly flew out of his knees.

Everything he did just now was for this fatal flying knee. If he was hit by this flying knee, even a car would be pushed out, let alone Zhao Long's flesh and blood body.

Zhao Long was completely confused by Shen Mingchao's tricks. When he realized, he had to block it with his arms.

At this time, Shen Mingchao's flying knee had already arrived. Although Zhao Long firmly believed in his defense of his iron wall, Shen Mingchao's flying knee was even stronger, like a cannonball. With a loud bang, it not only broke through Zhao Long's defense, but also hit Zhao Long's chin. He suddenly rose into the air and knelt down heavily.

"Brother Long, stand up quickly!" Lin Chuxue said screaming. Between Zhao Long and Shen Mingchao, she certainly hoped that Zhao Long could win.

However, Huang Yanjun's judgment of Shen Qiye was undoubtedly yelling: "Stall owner, admit defeat quickly, admit defeat quickly!"

Dongxing Arena is a Black Fist Holy Land, with no rules and no time limits. In addition to the two situations of boxers taking the initiative to stop and hitting the ring, the other side can continue to attack.

When Zhao Long is hit by Shen Mingchao's aftermath, it will cause a brief stun, and experts will often catch a second of stun and give the opponent a fatal blow. Shen Mingchao is such a master.

"Zhao Long, I heard you are the agent of the God of War?" Shen Mingchao said with a rage laugh: "Hahaha, if you say that if I humiliate you today, will the God of War come out to avenge you?"

Zhao Long took a look at Shen Qiye with the only remaining Qingming Festival. Now Lin Chuxue is in the audience. It is his business for him to lose. He does not want to involve others, especially Shen Qiye.

"Shen Mingchao, what do you want to do..."

Just when everyone, including Zhao Long, didn't know what Shen Mingchao was going to do, Shen Mingchao slapped Zhao Long in the face. Although it was just the power of his palm, how could Shen Mingchao's palm be compared with Jiang Mengmeng?

This palm directly slapped Zhao Long's mouth and nose, but Shen Mingchao obviously had to continue. With another loud bang, Shen Mingchao slapped him again, and then stepped on Zhao Long with one kick, making him arrogant and arrogant.

"The God of War in the East China Sea, this is the end of the fight against me, Shen Mingchao!"
Chapter completed!