"If you dare to come to our Qinglong Martial Arts Gym to compete, this kid is looking for death."
"The two senior brothers took action at the same time, and this kid died."
A group of rookie students have already regarded these two brothers as their faith in their hearts. They firmly believe that Chen Yu came here to seek death.
Chen Yu sneered, thrust his right hand forward, and punched the two of them with all their strength, and he thrust them into his hand.
"You..." The two of them were startled. Before they had time to react, a powerful force came from Chen Yu.
Click...the elbows and fists of the two men shattered, and the two fell backwards. Chen Yu took a step forward and volleyed out with his fists, hitting the two of them in the middle...
Bang... an extremely strong aura penetrated the two people's backs, and they fell backwards, their Dantian completely shattered.
"Release your true energy...you, are you a master of the Xuanwu True Realm?" The two brothers fell to the ground, unable to stand up. They looked at Chen Yu in shock.
"I said that your master Zhou Qing is no match for me, are you taking my words as nothing?" Chen Yu sneered.
"Did you really kill my master?" Wu Jin said with a pale face and a trembling voice: "Who are you? Why did you kill our Qinglong Society?"
"What is this?" Chen Yu pointed to a picture hanging on the wall and said in a deep voice: "Strengthen the body with force and nourish the character with virtue."
"Martial arts practitioners should aim to strengthen their bodies and cultivate their moral character, rather than relying on their own martial arts skills to bully others."
"Your master, Zhou Qing, did not hesitate to kill others for profit. He did not spare even the innocent insiders. Your senior brother helped Du Ming to commit violence against innocent girls. He was a helper of the evildoer and deserved his death."
"When will it be your turn to take charge of the affairs of our Qinglong Society? Just wait, our uncle is practicing in seclusion at Longshan."
Wu Jin roared: "He will arrive in Fengling in three days. He is already a master in the martial arts realm. He will definitely avenge us."
"Then I'll wait for him." Chen Yu said proudly: "Remember clearly, my name is Chen Yu."
His right foot paused on the ground, and the hundred-jin plaque inscribed with "Qinglong Martial Arts Society" suddenly stood up, and Chen Yu kicked it out.
With a click, the plaque shattered and opened.
"Chen Yu, if you destroy my sign, my uncle will definitely kill you." The two brothers were stunned. The sign represents the face of Qinglong Society. Now Chen Yu destroyed the sign in front of them.
This is extremely insulting.
"I'll wait." Chen Yu sneered, dropped a word, and turned to leave.
Zou Dalong was driving back to his villa in the suburbs when a truck suddenly rushed over from the side at high speed.
With a bang, his car was hit by a truck and rolled down the road. The car turned into a pile of scrap metal on the spot.
"Go and save Mr. Zou." More than a dozen bodyguards poured out of several cars following behind, and hurriedly rolled off the road.
But the scene in front of me was a little too horrible to watch. The expensive Bentley had turned into a ball, with blood all over the sides. The people inside were probably crushed into meat patties.
"Help, help me..." A roar came from the scrap metal.
"Mr. Zou, hurry up, Mr. Zou is still alive." The bodyguards were taken aback and rushed forward in a hurry.
Half an hour later, Zou Dalong was finally rescued. He was covered in blood, but the blood was the blood of the driver and the bodyguard who were traveling with him. They were now crushed into shape.
Only Zou Dalong was unscathed.
Zou Dalong trembled and took out a brocade bag. Inside the brocade bag was a paper figurine given to him by Chen Yu, but now the paper figurine had turned into a handful of fragments mixed with blood.
Zou Dalong's hands were shaking. He knew that if it hadn't been for the paper man sent by Chen Yu, he would never have survived.
"Du Feng, Du Feng must have done it." Zou Dalong angrily dialed Chen Yu's phone: "Mr. Chen, thank you for saving your life. Du Feng and I will fight until death."
"I was about to contact you. If we fight back now, wouldn't we end up hurting both sides?" Chen Yu said lightly.
"He plotted against me twice, how can I tolerate it?" Zou Dalong said angrily.
"It's not that we don't fight back, it's that the time has not come yet. Sometimes, it's not necessary to fight with the opponent until both sides suffer, but to eat away at him bit by bit and strive to maximize the benefits." Chen Yu said.
"I listen to Mr. Chen." Zou Dalong suppressed the anger in his chest. What Chen Yu said made sense.
"Go to the hospital, stop him, and make an appointment to meet him at the dog fighting ring tomorrow," Chen Yu said.
"Okay." Zou Dalong nodded.
Hospital, emergency room.
A man broke into the emergency room with a dark group of people.
First aid was being administered, and a doctor shouted: "What are you doing? Get out quickly."
He stopped abruptly because a knife was already pressed against his neck, and the entire operating room was silent.
The person on the hospital bed was none other than Du Ming. He was covered in blood, his breathing was weak, and he was about to die at any moment.
The man took a step forward, the murderous intent in his eyes representing his anger.
"Who did it?" The man was Du Feng, one of the two major forces in Fengling City, whose strength was stronger than Zou Dalong.
"Mr. Du, that person's name is Chen Yu..." one of his subordinates said tremblingly.
"Try your best to save him. If he doesn't survive, you will all die. The others follow me." Du Feng glanced at the doctor, waved his hand, and led them out.
The doctors and nurses in the emergency room breathed a sigh of relief until Du Feng came out, unaware that they were breaking out in a cold sweat.
When Du Feng walked out of the hospital, more than ten vans suddenly surrounded him, led by none other than Zou Dalong.
"Zou Dalong, what do you want to do?" Du Feng's expression changed slightly.
"You are going to find Chen Yu, right." Zou Dalong smiled.
"Does my nephew's matter have anything to do with you?" Du Feng was furious: "Zou Dalong, we have made an agreement, and what do you want to do by breaking the agreement?"
"Zhou Qing was sent by you to kill me, and the driver of the truck tonight must be one of yours." Zou Dalong waved his hand, and a man covered in blood was escorted up.
He was the truck driver who hit Zou Dalong, and he was also Du Feng's subordinate.
"If it hadn't been for Mr. Chen's rescue, I would have died twice. Du Feng, we should settle our accounts." Zou Dalong sneered.
"Call the people from the Qinglong Society." Du Feng's expression changed drastically. He plotted against Zou Dalong twice. It seemed that he was going to fight hard this time.
"Mr. Du, Qinglong Martial Arts School has been kicked out." A subordinate hurriedly came to report.
"Who is so bold as to provoke Qinglong Martial Arts School?" Du Feng was shocked.
"It is Chen Yu. Two martial arts disciples in the Qinglong Society have their meridians cut off and their cultivation bases completely destroyed. The other is a master and has an unusual relationship with Zou Dalong. The head of the Qinglong Society will not be back for three days. Today... we do not have the advantage.
"The subordinate said nervously.
Du Feng stopped talking. Qinglong Society belongs to the Jianghu community and has three martial arts disciples under his sect. This Chen Yu actually defeated three martial arts disciples at once. So he really doesn't have the upper hand today.
"Zou Dalong, what do you want? If the two of us fight head-on, we will both lose." Du Feng said in a deep voice.