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Chapter 4

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Since it was the afternoon, the hottest time of the day had passed, but the heat was still rising from the ground. Thus, when the three of them arrived at their destination, they were already drenched in sweat. Yoo Yoon-ching was slightly better, after all, she was a Stage Six Martial Master, but Yang Hao, who had been talking the entire way, had caused himself to be severely dehydrated.

Liuwu Tower. Yoo Yoon-ching's home/p

"Come in, my family is famous for its martial arts. I'll first find a suitable martial arts for you, then teach you how to fight. "With that, Yoo Yoon-ching directly walked into the building. As for Yang Hao, he was distracted by the people going in and out of the building.

"Brother, look!" They are all free Martial Masters. (Free Martial Master means that he is responsible for his own actions and does not participate in any missions in the Kingdom.)

"Forget it, let's go in with sister Yin Qing first. The first task is to complete father's goal. "Yang Ding said to Yang Hao and walked into the building.

"Brother, wait for me!" Seeing Yang Ding enter, Yang Hao shouted and followed him in. Of course, two six-year-old children entering Liuwu Tower was quite eye-catching.

"Look at those two brats." A tall and skinny man patted his companion and pointed at Yang Ding and Yang Hao. His companion was a rather short and wretched man.

"Heh!" Two brats who haven't even grown their hair yet? "The wretched man laughed dryly, and said as he blocked Yang Ding and Yang Hao's path," Brat, what are you going to do? Are you going to find your mother? Why don't you call me grandpa? Grandpa will bring you two to find your mother. "

"Haha!" The wretched man's words ignited the atmosphere. Countless people present looked at Yang Ding and Yang Hao, waiting for them to make a fool of themselves.

"Get lost!" Yang Ding's face instantly turned cold when he heard the vulgar man's ridicule. That was all he said to the wretched man. Then, he pulled Yang Hao away.

"Little brat, you're courting death. I, your Grandpa Zhen, will say this today. If you don't call me, don't even think of leaving. " That wretched person felt that his face had been tarnished by a little brat, and his face immediately became very long. He blocked Yang Ding's path as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Rushing Punch!" Yang Ding stared at the man surnamed Zhen in front of him. Then, he threw a punch directly at his stomach.

The Forward Punch was a basic fist technique, and even ordinary people could use it. However, Martial Masters could add Qi-Jin into their fists, causing their fists to have greater destructive power. Furthermore, Qi-Jin could also protect their fists. It was a rather practical move. However, the lack of land was also very obvious. It was easy to defend if one attacked directly.

However, it was obvious that Zhen Mingren did not have his guard up against this six-year-old kid, not to mention that this kid was also a Martial Master. He was directly hit in the stomach by the Forward Punch. Before he could even react, he felt that his internal organs were churning as if they were stirred up. He was directly hit back and fell to the ground. Then, he vomited the food that had not been completely digested in his stomach.

The whole place was silent. … Who would have thought that a six-year-old kid was actually a Martial Master? Moreover, he was the first to attack so heavily at the beginning of the conflict. His attack was also so accurate. He directly hit the acupoints in the stomach, causing him to lose the ability to fight.

"Little brat, you're courting death." The tall and skinny man called Jia Anwei saw that his companion was beaten until he lost the ability to fight. He immediately rushed up and wanted to attack Yang Ding. Of course, he was also wary of Yang Hao, who had not made a move just now. After all, Yang Ding was already a Martial Master. It was very likely that the other kid was also a Martial Master.

"Rushing Punch" He directly raised his Qi-Jin and threw a punch at Yang Ding.

Yang Ding looked at Jia Anwei in front of him. From the Qi-Jin that was slightly stronger than his, he could tell that the person in front of him was a genuine Stage Three Martial Master. In terms of Qi-Jin, he was stronger than him, and his movements were faster than his. He could only take it head-on and not dodge, otherwise the disadvantage would be even greater. In the blink of an eye, Yang Ding made a decision. He raised his Qi-Jin to his arms, lowered his center of gravity, and accumulated his strength to defend.

"Bam!" In the instant that they exchanged blows, Yang Ding was forced to take two steps back. But at the same time, he shouted, "Hao."

"Qi Flick Fist!" But just as Yang Hao was about to attack,? Tall C turned around and threw a punch at Yang Hao. However, Yang Hao was more agile than Yang Ding and directly dodged it.

"Alright!" At this moment, the people at the scene seemed to have forgotten about what had just happened. They had become spectators eating melon seeds in the front row. To them, it was important to have some fun in their lives and to have some capital to chat about in the future.

"Brat, take another move!" Jia Anwei called out to Yang Ding, and used another Rushing Punch towards Yang Ding.

Yang Ding clenched his teeth and immediately let go of his defense. He attached his Qi-Jin to his right hand and also threw a punch towards Jia Anwei's chest. It was a method of exchanging injuries for injuries.

"Silly boy." Of course, Jia Anwei wasn't willing to fall into Yang Ding's hands. He transferred a portion of his Qi-Jin to his left hand to block Yang Ding's attack.

"Bam!" This time was different from last time. Yang Ding, who was severely inexperienced, was directly punched in the left side of his chest by Jia Anwei and flew backwards. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother!" As soon as Yang Hao saw that Yang Ding was injured, he directly rushed up and kicked towards Jia Anwei's face. Obviously, he was anxious and forgot that when he was weaker than his opponent, there was a lot of space to attack with his legs. If he didn't have a good opportunity, it would lead to a complete collapse.

Jia Anwei slightly sidestepped and used his left hand to deflect Yang Hao's attack. Then, he raised his right knee and hit Yang Hao's abdomen.

"Ah!" Yang Hao screamed. He was also injured and spat out a mouthful of blood. But before he could do anything else, he suddenly felt dizzy. It turned out that Jia Anwei took the opportunity to grab Yang Hao's leg and throw him to the side. Then, he walked towards Yang Ding who was slowly getting up.

"Little bastard, kowtow to your two grandfathers and compensate for the medical fees. Otherwise, I will break your legs. "Jia Anwei looked at Yang Ding's miserable state, and his heart was slightly gloomy. He was already in his twenties and had only just reached Stage Three Martial Master, but these two brats were only six years old and were already at Stage Two. Today, I will step on these two geniuses.

"In your dreams!" Yang Ding clenched his teeth and said, then spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto Jia Anwei's face.

"Damn brat, you're courting death." Jia Anwei wiped the phlegm off his face and went into a berserk state. He stood up and kicked towards Yang Ding's abdomen. He knew very well that as long as he didn't kill anyone, breaking two bones was normal and he wouldn't be arrested. And his strength could at least break a few of this brat's ribs.

"Bam." Dust flew everywhere.

But unlike last time, Yang Ding did not fly away. A tall and sturdy man dressed in beast skin blocked Jia Anwei's attack in front of Yang Ding.

"Hiss!" When the smoke and dust dissipated and the people present saw the situation clearly, they were all stunned.

The big sized man did not move at all, and only stood in front of Yang Ding. Jia Anwei's kick landed solidly on the outside of the big sized man's thigh, but the big sized man was fine. This was the full force attack of a Stage Three Martial Master, without any defensive movements.

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