Xiatian ignored their stares and put the sofa on the ground. Then he pulled Zeng Rou to sit on the sofa. "It's so comfortable to sit and watch."
Hearing Xiatian's words, the people around wanted to skin him alive. Everyone knew that it was comfortable to sit on the sofa and watch, but no one dared to do that.
Young Master Jiang was the king of the world.
When he sat down, everyone was convinced because they approved of Young Master Jiang. However, when Xia Xia sat down, there was a strong sense of disharmony.
"Brat, are you tired of living?" Wen Zhaohua looked at Xiatian angrily.
"Idiot, are you going to bite me?" Xiatian looked at Wen Zhaohua lazily.
Everyone looked at Jiang Tianshu. They wanted to see how Jiang Tianshu would teach this brat a lesson. Xiatian's behavior was the biggest provocation to him.
"Let's continue watching the competition," Jiang Tianshu turned his head and said indifferently.
He was calm, terrifyingly calm.
If Jiang Tianshu was angry, it was easy to understand. No matter what he said or did, everyone could understand. However, he was so calm, which was beyond everyone's expectation.
People couldn't help but wonder what this person's identity was. Could it be that he was on equal footing with Young Master Jiang?
Of course not. People who really knew Young Master Jiang knew his temper. The calmer he was, the angrier he was.
Li Laoba looked at Xiatian with bloodthirsty eyes and then turned to Zhao Long. He wanted to kill Zhao Long first and then teach this brat a lesson.
Zhao Long clenched his fists. He had to win today's battle. If he lost, he might really die.
Neither Zhao Yuan nor Young Master Jiang would let him go.
"I'll kill you." Li Yuan's eyes were bloodshot.
Then, he attacked in an instant. His speed was extremely fast as he kicked Zhao Long's waist. The speed and craftiness of this kick made people gasp in amazement.
Li Yuan had been practicing martial arts since he was young. This was his powerful kick, which usually only appeared on TV.
Bang!
He blocked it. Zhao Long blocked Zhao Yuan's powerful kick with a single hand.
The seemingly powerful kick was blocked by Zhao Long just like that.
"Brat, you have some skills." Li Yuan's nickname was Li Laoba, but he also had another nickname, Li A Madman, because he fought like a A Madman, a completely reckless A Madman.
Li Yuan's attacking style had changed. It was crazy.
At this time, the scene had already stunned everyone. Although they usually heard that there were people who knew martial arts, many of them were seeing real martial arts for the first time.
Li Yuan's crazy attacks and Zhao Long's impenetrable defense were very enjoyable to watch.
"Soldier Master, how many moves do you need to deal with the two of them?" Jiang Tianshu looked at the burly man in a suit and sunglasses behind him with great interest.
"One move!" The soldier said coldly.
"You really are a boring person," Jiang Tianshu said casually.
"Young Master Jiang, that's because of the difference in levels." Feather Crane gently waved the feather fan in his hand as he spoke.
"Soldier Master, if I ask you to kill that rude brat over there, how many moves do you need?" Jiang Tianshu Asked again. His voice was very soft, but everyone present could hear him.
"I don't know," the soldier said lightly.
"You really don't know how to lie." Jiang Tianshu looked at the field again.
At that moment, all the clothes on their upper bodies had disappeared. This didn't look like a martial arts competition, but more like a life-and-death duel. Li Laoba was like a madman. He didn't feel any pain at all. His face was always filled with a bloodthirsty expression.
There were also several long wounds on Zhao Long's body.
"Xiatian, I'm afraid we'll be in trouble like this," Zeng Rou said awkwardly. There were only two sofas here. One was the one Young Master Jiang was sitting on, and the other was the one she and Xiatian were sitting on.
"We'll be in trouble even if we don't sit here. That brat over there has been looking for trouble with me for a long time," Xiatian said lightly.
"Do you have a grudge against Young Master Jiang?" Zeng Rou Asked in confusion.
"It can't be considered a grudge. It's just that he invited me and I didn't go." Xia Zhi said very casually.
"Uh!" Zeng Rou was slightly taken aback. She finally understood why Xiatian had been in so much trouble since he came. Xiatian thought it was very normal, but it was not normal at all. No one could refuse Young Master Jiang's invitation.
But Xiatian refused.
Zeng Rou shook her head helplessly. She knew Xiatian was right. No matter whether he did it or not, there would be a lot of trouble.
"If it were you, how many moves would you need to defeat those two in the field?" Zeng Rou looked at Xiatian curiously.
"I don't need to make a move," Xiatian said lightly.
The two in the field fought more and more fiercely. Zhao Long, who only knew how to defend at first, started to take the initiative to attack. He knew that if he didn't use all his strength, he would probably die here.
The surrounding people also continuously gave way to the two of them.
"Zhao Long, is that all you can do? I can kill. "Li Yuan laughed crazily. At this time, his mouth was full of blood from Zhao Long's attack.
"Come at me if you can." Zhao Long looked at his opponent angrily. He wanted to defeat his opponent completely.
"Hey, hey, hey, you two are not bloody enough. People around you, make way," Jiang Tianshu shouted loudly. Jiang Tianshu said loudly. Hearing Jiang Tianshu's words, the surrounding people stepped aside to create a large space for them.
After the space became bigger, the battle between the two started.
"Young Master Jiang likes blood. Then I'll do something bloody." Li Yuan laughed crazily and then pounced on Zhao Long. Zhao Long hurriedly threw a punch to stop him, but Li Yuan didn't dodge and took the punch.
At this time, Li Yuan grabbed Zhao Long's arm and bit down.
Puff!
Blood flowed down Zhao Long's arm. Li Yuan bit down on Zhao Long's arm. It was unknown whether the blood in his mouth was his or Zhao Long's.
"This kid is not bad." Jiang Tianshu nodded with satisfaction.
"Let go." Zhao Long felt pain in his arm. He hit Li Yuan's face with his other hand.
But Li Yuan didn't have any intention of letting go.
"Let go." Zhao Long swung his arm and kicked Li Yuan's body, sending him flying. Li Yuan's body hit a table, and the wine on the table spilled all over the floor.
Li Yuan flipped over, picked up the huge table, and threw it at Zhao Long.
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