Chapter 80 The sad Yang Fei

"What a perverted combat power!"

"You can compete with the early stage of the Xuan level at the peak of the Yellow Level. This future is unlimited!"

"I am worthy of being a genius who opens the innate divine veins."

Everyone was shocked by Zhao Chen's combat power and looked at Zhao Chen with admiration.

"Baste! I can't even get rid of the peak of the yellow rank." Yang Fei saw that the two of them had a similar move and immediately cursed.

"If you have the ability, come!" Senior Brother Han's face changed and he cursed in his heart. After all, he was also an intermediate academy of Tianluo Academy. Yang Fei was too disrespectful to him and insulted him in front of so many people. If he had not been the young master of the Luo Temple, he would not have paid any attention to Yang Fei.

"Two moves are enough to deal with you!" Zhao Chen said calmly and breeze.

"Arrogant!" Senior Brother Han was furious. He admitted that Zhao Chen was very strong, but he could not pose a threat to him.

"Anger Flame Fist!" Senior Brother Han shouted loudly, his aura soared, and his whole body seemed to be in a violent state. His fist seemed to be accompanied by a layer of flame, and his aura was imposing.

A fire fist phantom appeared in the void and approached Zhao Chen quickly. In an instant, the temperature around seemed to rise a little.

"Hmph! A little trick of the devil!" Zhao Chen snorted coldly, but he did not dare to be careless. He quickly made seals with his hands, preparing to use his most powerful martial arts.

"Ba Tian Fist! The second move, Breaking the Sky Kill!" A more terrifying momentum spread from Zhao Chen, and this power far exceeded everyone's imagination.

"How is it possible? How can you use such powerful martial arts?" The stronger the martial arts you perform, the greater the pressure your body will bear. However, Zhao Chen's body has been tempered by the ancient land and has a much stronger tolerance than ordinary people.

"boom!"

Zhao Chen's fist collided with the fiery fist phantom in the void, causing a huge roar. Gradually, the fiery fist phantom began to gradually blur, but the power of Zhao Chen's fist did not decrease.

"This is impossible, how could his spiritual power be so abundant!" The biggest difference between a Xuan-level warrior and a Huang-level warrior is the storage capacity of spiritual power in his body, and his biggest advantage is that he has no effect on Zhao Chen at all.

After a few breaths, the phantom of the Fire Fist completely disappeared under the bombardment of Zhao Chen, while Zhao Chen's speed still did not decrease, and his howling fist rushed towards Senior Brother Han.

"No! This is impossible!" Senior Brother Han quickly swung a punch to resist Zhao Chen's attack, but his attack was vulnerable under Zhao Chen's fist.

boom!

Zhao Chen's fist fell on Senior Brother Han's chest, and his figure suddenly flew out like a kite with broken strings and landed heavily on the ground.

"Puff..." Senior Brother Han spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and wanted to struggle from the ground, but he seemed to be disastrous and had no strength. Finally, he gave up struggling and waded on the ground powerlessly, saying in disbelief: "I lost, I actually lost to the peak yellow-level warrior."

"Haha, shame! A great humiliation!" Senior Brother Han was so angry that he spurted out another mouthful of blood, completely fainting on the ground.

"I said, two moves are enough to deal with you!" Zhao Chen said slowly without expression.

Since his Tianhu bloodline mutated, his strength has been greatly improved, otherwise it would not have been so easy to defeat Senior Brother Han.

Slap in the face! A slap in the face! Senior Brother Han said he would defeat Zhao Chen ten moves, but Zhao Chen finally used only two moves to kill him. The plot reversed and slapped him in the face!

"Win?!"

"In addition, I'm afraid that the name of the number one genius in Tianyuan Kingdom will change hands."

"This is even more terrifying than Mo Tian at the beginning."

This battle made Zhao Chen completely famous in the imperial city, and no one dared to underestimate him.

"Waste! Waste! Waste!" Yang Fei was very angry. Senior Brother Han was so disappointed that he couldn't even deal with Zhao Chen. So many people were laughing at him, but Yang Fei's face was lost.

"Have you got up! You can't lose!" Yang Fei rushed to Senior Brother Han like crazy, swaying his body.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!" Yang Fei kept slapping Senior Brother Han in the face, venting his anger.

"You waste! waste!" Yang Fei cursed, feeling that it was not suitable for a long time to stay here, so he immediately wanted to escape.

"Master Yang, where are you going?" At this time, Zhao Chen suddenly flashed and appeared in front of him, saying with a smile.

But it was the smile on Zhao Chen's face that made him shivering. His fat body shivered and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you want to do? Zhao Chen, as long as you and I leave, I promise not to cause trouble for you in the future." His eyes were full of fear. At this time, Zhao Chen was as terrifying as a devil in his eyes.

"Haha, it's your business to find trouble for me, but I only have one request now." Zhao Chen smiled.

"What request?" Yang Fei was overjoyed when he heard this. Now, he would agree to this situation even if there were ten requests. As the saying goes, a hero will not suffer any loss.

"Rescinded the engagement with Tang Ruoxin!"

"No! This is impossible, let's change one." Yang Fei refused without thinking. Not to mention how Tang Ruoxin made him moved by the beauty, the dignified seven-foot man was forced to terminate the engagement. After the news, Yang Fei had no face to gain a foothold in the imperial city.

"Do you think you are qualified to talk to me about the conditions?" Zhao Chen raised his right hand high, and a cold smile flashed.

"Master, he..." Tang Ruoxin's eyes were dim. Zhao Chen did so much and it was entirely for her. This made her feel a little flattered.

When Yang Fei saw Zhao Chen raise his palm, he subconsciously covered his face. He was so scared that he tightened his body and kept retreating, pale his face, and his lips kept trembling, "No, don't slap me in the face."

But he could not decide this. Zhao Chen didn't even think about it and took Yang Fei's hands away.

"Baopa!" Several loud slaps resounded throughout the audience.

Yang Fei's already swollen face was even more swollen. At this time, he was living Zhu Bajie.

Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen was so heavy that he showed no mercy. At the same time, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Yang Fei's appearance.

Yang Fei never thought that one day he would become someone else's laughing stock, but he couldn't care about so much now. He just wanted to get out of the palm of the demon Zhao Chen as soon as possible.

"Is it possible to resolve it?" Zhao Chen raised his palm high and smiled playfully.

"I……"

Before Yang Fei could finish his words, Zhao Chen's palm fell, and several loud slaps sounded, and blood mixed with teeth overflowed from the corner of Yang Fei's mouth.

"I..." Yang Fei's eyes were extremely aggrieved. He was about to speak, but he was interrupted by Zhao Chen's whistling slap, "Is it okay to release it?"

Zhao Chen didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Everyone was shocked to see that in Tianyuan Kingdom, Zhao Chen might be the only one who dared to treat Yang Fei like this.

"You're too bullying!" Yang Fei shouted loudly. Because his teeth were knocked off, his words were a bit leaking, which sounded very funny.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Chen's palm was about to fall down again, but this time Yang Fei learned his lesson and shouted quickly: "I am willing to terminate the engagement!" In the end, he chose his 'good face' and surrendered.
Chapter completed!