Chapter 224: Beating the President Upwards and Beating the Juniors Downwards
"Ah——" �
Whether it was Chen Qianshan's people or Huang Tianjiao, they all stared at the dog-beating stick.
No one expected that Ye Fei had a dog-beating stick, and a dog-beating stick cast by the Yuanlao Pavilion of the Wumeng.
The three words "Nine Thousand Years" are like Mount Tai that suppress the hearts of everyone, making them breathe hard.
That is the legend of the Martial Alliance, and it is also the first person and the president of the Martial Alliance.
Chen Qianshan was not concerned at first, and after seeing the three of them clearly, he became stiff and stupid.
His smile seemed to be frozen.
"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Chen Qianshan looked wrong, Xiong Tiannan's face changed slightly: "What happened?"
Chen Qianshan ignored Xiong Tiannan, stepped forward and stared at Ye Fei and shouted: "Boy, where did this holy object come from?"
"Sacred Relic?"
Ye Fei smiled faintly: "It seems you recognize this thing."
This also shows that the dog-beating stick is really powerful and authoritative.
"Don't talk nonsense, where did this holy thing come from?"
Chen Qianshan's voice sank: "If you don't say it, your life will be unpreserved."
"A few days ago, I joined the China Overseas Martial Arts League and served as a martial arts consultant. This dog-beating stick is a gift from President Huang Feihu."
Ye Fei did not hide it, and Luo Luo spoke generously: "He said he would fight the president of the Thirty-Six Martial Alliance and the 300,000 children of the Martial Alliance."
"President Chen, I wonder if what President Huang said is true?"
Chen Qianshan's face changed slightly, and he soon remembered that Huang Feihu had a dog-beating stick in his hand, but he never expected that Huang Feihu gave it to Ye Fei.
The most important thing is that Ye Fei is still a child of the Wu League, which means that Ye Fei has the right to use the dog-beating stick.
With the dog-beating stick in hand, how could President Chen dare to touch Ye Fei?
"President Chen, what are you talking about?"
Ye Fei could see Chen Qianshan's expression changed: "This dog-beating stick can you beat the President 36 and the 300,000 children?"
Chen Qianshan's face was gloomy and he did not respond.
Xiong Tiannan couldn't help but shout: "Ye Fei, what kind of dog-beating sticks and cow-beating sticks? When is it still so old-fashioned?"
Several female companions also closed their legs and stamped their feet and raised their waists, mocking Ye Fei for being extremely childish and holding a stick to show off his power.
“Useless?
Yeah?
Then I'll try it."
Ye Fei smiled indifferently, then raised his hand suddenly.
He slapped a man from the Martial Arts League on the face with a blow, and directly pulled a blood mark on his face.
The children of Wumeng screamed and covered their cheeks and took a step back.
His eyes were full of anger, but he didn't dare to rush forward and fight back.
"Papa--" Ye Fei did not stop and threw two sticks out his backhand, knocking over the other two martial arts disciples.
There was also a blood mark on their faces, dripping blood, extremely sad, and they would never be as siege as they were when they besieged Ye Fei.
Several Wu League children subconsciously retreated, and Ye Fei used the dog-beating stick to say a little: "Don't move!"
The few people didn't dare to run away for a moment, so they could only stand in place with grief and anger.
"It seems to be useful."
Ye Fei walked forward, drawing his bows left and right, directly knocking the Wu League children blocking the road to the ground.
Each of them had bleeding from their faces, and they were in great pain, and their eyes were sad and angry, and they wanted to kill Ye Fei.
They also firmly believe that they can hit Ye Fei with one punch, but they are pressed down by the dog-beating stick.
Nine thousand years old, that is an existence they dare not disobey.
Zhang Xuan and the others were stunned, and they never expected that this dog-beating stick was so authoritative that the children of the Wumeng dared not fight.
Xiong Tiannan's eyelids were beating uncontrollably, and the sense of security brought by his grandfather was shaken for the first time.
"Bang--" Ye Fei raised his hand to suck the last Wu League child away, and then stood in front of Chen Qianshan with a gloomy face.
Chen Qianshan shouted word by word: "Ye Fei, don't bully people too much."
Ye Fei didn't say nonsense: "Kneel down!"
Kneel down?
Everyone at the scene was about to dizzy, so Chen Qianshan knelt down?
Is Ye Fei's mind in his mind, or is he really ignorant of life or death?
Why should a young doctor make a president of the Wumeng kneel down?
Can a dog-beating stick still intimidate Chen Qianshan?
Zhang Xuan and his female companions didn't believe it.
Chen Qianshan's eyes widened: "Ye Fei! It's time to stop!"
"Kneel down!"
Ye Fei thrust the dog beater and stared at Chen Qianshan and said, "Do you want to violate the rules of the Martial Alliance?"
Chen Qianshan was very angry. Rules were just a big deal, Huang Feihu was just a ball, and a dog-beating stick was even more childish. He could break into a bunch of scum with one hand.
But he dared not.
The three words "Nine Thousand Years" are like Mount Tai, suppressing his spirit and anger.
Offending Huang Feihu and the others is nothing, but offending Jiu Qiansui, he is afraid that the head of the person will fall to the ground.
"Kneel down!"
Ye Fei's voice became indifferent.
"thump!"
Chen Qianshan finally lowered his proud head, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists with both hands, trembled slightly, slowly bent his knees, and knelt in front of Ye Fei.
The audience was in a trance and countless people rubbed their eyes.
The coaxed President Nanling and the master of Xuan Realm were like rainbows to stand out for Xiong Tiannan, but he knelt in front of his son-in-law.
Is Chen Qianshan too incompetent, or Ye Fei too crazy?
But it was fine no matter what, Chen Qianshan knelt in front of Ye Fei.
The next scene shocked everyone's attention.
"Bang!"
"This stick is to punish you for being arrogant and smearing the Martial Alliance."
"Bang!"
"This stick is to punish you for not distinguishing right from wrong and protecting your shortcomings."
"Bang!"
"This stick is to punish you for bullying the weak and bullying innocent people." Ye Fei had no time to stop and just hit Chen Qianshan with seven sticks. He slapped them one by one, hitting them all on Shen Qianshan's back.
There was a crackling sound, and the stick saw blood.
Although Chen Qianshan is a martial arts master, his eyes still hurt and his body shakes after these seven sticks.
Everyone could see that Chen Qianshan was extremely angry, but under the dog-beating stick, he never dared to rebound.
Everyone was stunned, confused, and scared.
President Nanling was beaten like a dog, but no one believed him when he said it.
It was clear at a glance who was stronger and weak. Chen Qianshan fell to a sad state of kneeling, and the group of people who cheered Xiong Tiannan were immediately scared and sweated.
They moved quietly and tried to keep a distance from Xiong Tiannan, not very familiar with each other.
Xiong Tiannan and Zhang Xuan were so frustrated that they wanted to strangle Ye Fei to death. Why did they step on a little doctor? It was so difficult?
However, their eyes soon became crazy. They believed that Chen Qianshan would take revenge on Ye Fei by any means today.
Xiong Tiannan knew the methods of Shen Qianshan early. He dared to promise that within a month, his grandfather would destroy Ye Fei's whole family.
"Are you convinced by hitting your seven sticks?"
After pulling the seven sticks, Ye Fei looked at Chen Qianshan and spoke.
Chen Qianshan's eyes were resentful and frustrated, but when he faced Ye Fei's forced look, he could only nod: "Accept."
He will soon get back from Ye Fei.
The blood stained on Chen Qianshan's hands cannot be washed clean for three days and three nights.
Ye Fei looked at Chen Qianshan and smiled and said, "I think you are not convinced. If you have the chance, you will definitely take revenge on me."
Chen Qianshan's fists were tightly packed and he squeezed out and said, "I'm really convinced."
"Clothes?"
Ye Fei smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll ruin you."
He suddenly made a move without any warning and kicked Chen Qianshan’s Dantian.
Chen Qianshan could instinctively react and avoid him, but he was kneeling, and he was half a beat slower than Ye Fei.
As soon as he moved halfway, his Dantian suddenly shook, as if he had a heavy hammer, and all his strength fell apart.
The clenched fist was uncontrollably released halfway.
Then, he fell heavily to the ground, with a hint of pain on his face.
Chen Qianshan was furious: "Ye Fei, what did you do?"
"I didn't do anything, I just exploded your dantian."
Ye Fei's tone was indifferent: "Let you be convinced forever."
Without this beating, Chen Qianshan would even shout that he would be the one who beat him to death. Now there are seven more sticks and there are still kneeling down and falling down. Chen Qianshan wants to take revenge.
As soon as the two sides fought to the death, Ye Fei simply took the opportunity to destroy Chen Qianshan.
Dealing with a useless person is a hundred times easier than dealing with a master of Xuan Realm.
"Bastard--" Chen Qianshan roared angrily, trying to struggle, but found that his steps were floating and his breathing was rapid.
He was shocked and angry, swayed his hands, exhaled and intended to gather his strength, but found that the gathered strength was leaked.
He shook twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes looking desperate: "Shapless."
"Huang Sanchong, interrupt Xiong Tiannan and the others' limbs and drove out of the Zhonghai."
Ye Fei didn't even look at Chen Qianshan, and turned around and kicked Xiong Tiannan away.