Chapter 120: PK between the Gentle Boy and the Domineering Young Master
Just when everyone thought Rong Junye was going to suffer a loss, what happened next surprised everyone, and even made Zhan Bohan a little annoyed.
Seeing him dressed as a scholar, Zhan Bohan didn't strike too hard. He just wanted to give him a lesson and let him stop being so quick-tongued. However, when the wind of the fist hit Rong Junye's chest, he was completely silenced for no reason.
Rong Junye had a warm and gentle smile on his face. He was dressed in plain white clothes and looked elegant. He pushed forward with his right hand, spread his palm, and caught Zhan Bohan's fist. He used hard force on his wrist to push Zhan Bohan out with his backhand.
Zhan Bohan had a lot of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that this person was hiding his secrets, but he was a little underestimating the enemy. He screamed in his heart that it was dangerous, and he didn't dare to neglect it at the moment. The strength of his wrist followed the internal force transmitted from Rong Junye.
After passing by, the two internal forces intertwined, and only a few whirring sounds were heard. The window paper next to it was shattered to pieces, and everyone was stunned for a while.
"You pretty boy, you still have a few moments left. I underestimated you!" Zhan Bohan narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone as arrogant as ever.
"Brother Zhan, thank you for your praise. It's time to call it a day. The Bai family is the host and guest tonight. If we do this, we are overestimating the guest!" Rong Junye was as gentle as jade. He gathered his inner strength and was about to stop this dispute, but Zhan Bohan didn't.
He refused to give in, bullied him, rushed up again, opened his palm, and snorted coldly: "What, are you scared? Just now I thought you were a white-faced scholar, so I didn't try my best. If I couldn't knock you down,
If so, wouldn’t this young master be very shameless?”
"It doesn't matter if you win, I'm still me, and you're still the young master of the Zhan family. Those who are afraid of you will always be afraid of you, and those who hate you will still always hate you. Why bother? Stop! I don't want to spoil the Bai family's fun!"
Rong Junye sighed and began to persuade him. He turned away and moved back by about ten feet. He looked helplessly at the aggressive young master of the Zhan family. He blocked it with his hands and avoided Zhan Bohan.
With this move, you point your toes, and your whole body is already rising into the sky, with white clothes flying, leaving the world and being independent.
Bo Han had some surprise on his face. He turned his body upside down and with a flying kick, he forced Rong Junye to the ground. The two of them immediately exchanged more than ten moves.
"Brother Zhan, this is enough, otherwise it will not end well!" Rong Junye already had some apologies on his face, looking extremely helpless.