"Damn it, isn't that brother Zeng Zihanghang? How did you get started with someone?"
"Which blind guy dares to provoke Brother Hang? Aren't you afraid of being kicked to death? You really don't know how to live or die."
"After playing in Shangfeng Bar for so many years, I have only heard the legend of Brother Hang. Today I can finally see him take action with my own eyes. I hope his opponent is not too good, otherwise it will be too boring to be killed instantly."
The regulars at Shang Feng Bar have all heard about Zeng Zihang's prowess, and some new customers who didn't know why were also very interested in this battle after others explained it.
"Yes, if you can avoid my attack, you are indeed worthy of my attack."
Zeng Zihang looked at Chen Yang with a solemn expression on his face, truly treating Chen Yang as his opponent.
However, Chen Yang smiled lightly, stared at Zeng Zihang's legs, and then said: "You buckled your legs inwards. When you took off your legs just now, the toes of your left foot turned outwards involuntarily. You and Dongshan's Zhang Yaoyuan, are you?"
What’s the relationship?”
Hearing this, Zeng Zihang was shocked.
After just a brief confrontation, Chen Yang discovered his characteristics and told his origins. This observation ability is by no means ordinary.
With a solemn look on his face, he cupped his hands towards Chen Yang and said, "My master is Zhang Yaoyuan. Could it be that after all, you are my junior brother?"
In the martial arts, although the masters are different, in terms of seniority, people of the same generation also call each other senior brothers.
So when Zeng Zihang saw that Chen Yang was young and recognized his origin, he guessed that Chen Yang's master might be related to Zhang Yaoyuan.
In this case, he would have to call Chen Yang Junior Brother.
However, Chen Yang shook his head and said to Zeng Zihang with a smile: "You are so brave, you actually dare to call me junior brother. If calculated by seniority, you are my senior nephew. My junior nephew openly attacked my senior uncle. This
But it’s very disrespectful.”
"Bold, you actually took advantage of me!"
After hearing what Chen Yang said, Zeng Zihang became furious and violently attacked Chen Yang again.
Chen Yang is only in his early twenties, so how can he be an elder?
In Zeng Zihang's opinion, Chen Yang's words were clearly teasing and insulting him.
This time, Zeng Zihang showed no mercy. After all, this involved the honor of his sect, and he had to teach Chen Yang a painful lesson, otherwise others would look down on him and Zhang Yaoyuan's disciples in the future.
Zeng Zihang rushed forward, his right leg seemed to be equipped with a spring, and he kicked towards Chen Yang.
Seeing this, Qiao Jie, Qiu Pin and others all laughed secretly.
Qiu Pin said coldly: "Chen Yang actually dares to take advantage of Zeng Zihang. Zeng Zihang will definitely not let him off lightly. He is in a terrible situation now."
Qiao Jie said with a proud smile: "He thinks he has some strength and is invincible. He is simply a frog in the well. Zeng Zihang will knock him out later, and I will give him a good beating. This kid actually dared to threaten me just now."
Drinking, fuck me."
At this moment, Qiao Jie and others all had the same thought, that is, they would beat up the drowned dog later.
I saw that the power and speed of Zeng Zihang's kick was far greater than the kick he just kicked. It was obvious that he was really serious about it now.
His flick of the leg was like a scythe harvesting life in the dark bar, which was frightening.
However, this kick failed.
"The speed is too slow and the force is not stable enough."
Chen Yang turned to one side and easily dodged Zeng Zihang's attack. With a faint smile on his face, he dodged very gracefully.
And in the process of dodging, he also pointed out Zeng Zihang's shortcomings.
"Stop pretending and fight me head-on if you have the guts."
Zeng Zihang was so angry that he gritted his teeth, shouted, and continued to attack Chen Yang. His legs seemed to be equipped with a motive, and he kicked towards Chen Yang in a whooshing way, which was so dizzying.
However, no matter how ferocious his attacks were, Chen Yang dodged them all, not even touching the corner of Chen Yang's clothes.
What made him feel even more aggrieved was that Chen Yang still had the leisure to constantly point out his shortcomings.
"When attacking with your left leg, keep your right foot firmly on the ground and use your waist strength."
"You have inherited Zhang Yaoyuan's shortcomings. When you retract your legs, your front feet should touch the ground first. Only in this way can you attack continuously quickly."
"I really don't know how Zhang Yaoyuan taught you. The seventy-two-step leg kick is indeed a leg skill, but your hands will not be idle. You have to find a way to use any part of your body to attack."
Chen Yang kept talking, but found that Zeng Zihang's seventy-two-way elastic leg had too many flaws. He didn't bother to point it out anymore. He stepped back, distanced himself from Zeng Zihang, frowned and said, "Don't talk about you when you go out from now on."
You are using the 72-way leg kick, but with your level of accomplishment, you are simply losing face to the 72-way leg kick."
Seeing that Zeng Zihang didn't hit Chen Yang with a single kick, everyone looked surprised. Some even began to wonder if the rumors were true, and maybe Zeng Zihang wasn't that powerful.
But those attacks by Zeng Zihang just now were indeed fast and fierce. If it were anyone else, they would definitely not be able to dodge them.
This can only mean one thing. The young man opposite Zeng Zihang is a master, maybe even better than Zeng Zihang.
After coming to this conclusion, everyone in the bar looked horrified and some couldn't believe it.
When did masters become such commonplaces?
The one who was most shocked was definitely Qiao Jie, because as a member of the Qiao family, he knew how powerful Zeng Zihang was better than others.
Qiu Pin frowned and said, "Brother Jie, what's going on? Did Zeng Zihang not exert his full strength?"
"have no idea."
Qiao Jie shook his head, turned his eyes and shouted towards Zeng Zihang: "Brother Hang, this kid dares to humiliate you, and just now he insulted the Qiao family, you go all out, no matter what happens, the Qiao family will take care of you
.”
Qiao Jie wanted to provoke Zeng Zihang to kill him, but Zeng Zihang didn't know his intention.
But even if you really want to kill someone, you have to have that strength.
Zeng Zihang's face was livid at the moment, staring at Chen Yang without saying a word. During the fight just now, he had already discovered that Chen Yang's strength was unfathomable, which made him feel very unsure.
However, he still had a sense of arrogance in his heart and said to Chen Yang: "Young man, you are very powerful. If you have the ability to defeat me, I, Zeng Zihang, will obey you."
"Are you still being tough in front of your uncle?"
Chen Yang chuckled lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said, "In that case, I will let you see the real seventy-two way leg kick."
What, he can do the seventy-two leg flick!
Zeng Zihang's expression changed, with an expression of surprise on his face, and he wondered whether this young man was really his uncle?
As a martial arts practitioner, Zeng Zihang was already accustomed to calling people in their teens and 20s as uncle.
It's just that he couldn't believe that someone he met randomly in a bar could be his uncle.
But if Chen Yang really knows how to play the 72-step leg, and if he is from the same lineage, then he will not just be called his uncle based on his seniority, but he will be called his real uncle.
With a solemn look on his face, he rushed towards Chen Yang and shouted: "Come on, do it, I want to see how powerful your seventy-two-way leg kick is."