Happy God of War

Chapter 206 Proof of Discussion
The voice just fell.

Shen Cong's figure flew upside down, knocking half of the dining room table into the air.

"Ah! Here, here is someone doing something!"

There were screams again and again.

It's just that Xiao Yong'an, who was the mastermind of the incident, didn't change his expression at all. He just looked at Shen Cong who was struggling up from the ground, and said slowly.

"I'll give you a word, you may not believe it, but even your parents can only kneel down when they see me."

"You brat, you reach out and touch him as soon as you meet? Is this the manner your parents taught you?"

Shen Cong clutched his aching abdomen, a glint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

The young man's attack was so fierce that he punched himself with pain in his abdomen, and it took him a long time to recover from his breath.

At any rate, I am also a master, with the peak of dark energy, and ordinary people hitting with all their strength, to me, it is the same as scratching an itch.

Yes, to make myself feel so painful, Xiao Yongan's strength is at least the peak of Ming Jin.

"Brother, are you alright!" Seeing this, Zuo Ling'er quickly stepped forward and helped Shen Cong up, but her pretty face was full of displeasure.

Originally, in Zuo Linger's eyes, Xiao Yong'an was a junior who was reluctantly supported by Zuo Qianqiu. How dare this kind of person beat someone in front of him?

Do not die!

"I'm fine, Ling'er." Shen Cong stood up on his own, he is a silver medal disciple of the Martial Arts League, and he must not show timidity in front of the girl, "This brother's shots are heavy, it seems that he wants to kill me, but You know, there is a big difference in strength between you and me, even if you make a sudden attack, you can't kill me."

Hearing this, Xiao Yongan found it extremely funny.

A mere silver medal in the Martial Arts League, even at such an age, he can't be promoted to a gold medal, and he isn't even on the Billboard, how dare he say that his strength is far from his own?
Xiao Yongan reckoned that at the peak of this kind of dark energy, if he was interested, he could go down with one finger...maybe he could crush tens of thousands to death?

No less.

"Father! Look for yourself, this is what you call a young hero, casually attacking and hurting people? This is Senior Brother Shen with extraordinary strength. If he is an ordinary person, why not be beaten to death by him?"

Zuo Ling'er stared round her eyes.

In the eyes of the girl, Shen Cong is the sky.

"So, this Budou League silver medal... master, really looks down on our strength?"

Xiao Yongan barely squeezed out those two words.

In the past, being able to be said to be a master in his own mouth, at least it was the strength of a martial arts saint.

This time it is shameful to use these two words to describe An Jin. I guess those masters who were described by Xiao Yongan before feel a little ashamed to speak?
"That's natural!" Shen Cong patted his chest, and said proudly, "Just let me hit you two alone, and I'm not afraid at all."

"Then, let's try it?" Xiao Yongan said with a smile that was not a smile, and then pushed Song Yu over, "It just so happens that this guy is your current rival in love."

"You two fight against each other, and prove your own strength?"

Shen Cong felt more and more embarrassed.

With this appearance, it seemed that the famous town of Hanjiang was underestimated by a small character who didn't know where he came from!
This, to Shen Cong, was simply a huge insult.

"I... I was punched by you just now. Don't you think you are taking advantage of others when you come to me to discuss?" Shen Cong stammered for a long time, and then he said something with a flushed face, but Xiao Yongan just pushed him Resented back.

"You said just now that you are fine, even if one of us hits the two of us, you are not afraid at all. Why, the silver medal disciple of the Martial Arts League, the young hero of Hanjiang County, is actually a fool who speaks wild words?"

Hearing this, Zuo Qianqiu wished he could laugh out loud.

You Qi looked at Shen Cong, who was ashen-faced, with great pleasure.

The general is worthy of being a general, and he can even deal with such a disgusting guy with ease.

"Fight as soon as you fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" After hesitating for a moment, Shen Cong's eyes flashed a look of determination, knowing that he couldn't escape this battle, and he didn't want to lose face in front of Zuo Linger, so he naturally didn't mind a decisive battle with the other party some.

Otherwise, if this matter is spread by interested people, the reputation I have accumulated in Hanjiang County will be wiped out.

"Worthy of being a silver medal disciple of the Martial Arts League, he is so proud." Zuo Qianqiu couldn't help but sneer, and he, who was equally strong, could naturally see Shen Cong's situation.

It's just that Zuo Ling'er doesn't have any martial arts strength, so she can't see anything unusual, just waving her hands up and down, cheering for her senior brother.

"Brother Shen, you are the best, you will definitely beat that guy!" After all, Shen Cong has the status of a silver medal disciple of the Martial Arts League, Ling'er doesn't think he will lose.

"Hehe, good." Shen Cong's face was extremely ugly, at this time the little girl was still adding fuel to the scene, if Zuo Qianqiu wasn't there, he would have kicked Shen Ling'er away.

However, when things got to this point, Shen Cong had no choice but to spread his hands and made a handsome gesture, "Budao League, Shen Cong of the Shen Group, please enlighten me."

"Hehe... fight, then do it hard." Song Yu is not a person who is willing to talk nonsense.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Shen Cong who was on the side had already made a move!

Obviously Shen Cong was talking nonsense just now, expounding the principles of fairness and justice, but now he is quietly making a move, which is extremely shameless.

Many people cursed secretly in their hearts, but due to the identity of the other party, no one dared to speak openly. As for Shen Cong himself, he didn't care about right or wrong.

Xiao Yongan was still in pain from that punch just now, and he didn't know how strong Song Yu was, so if he didn't want to lose, he could only use some small tricks.

It's just that Shen Cong's fist was halfway through, and Song Yuju came first. The two arrived together, and their fists collided, making a sound like thunder.

The two took a step back at the same time, Shen Cong's face was full of astonishment.

This unremarkable Song Yu, whose strength is almost the same as his own, is the peak of dark energy, and may become the existence of a generation of grandmasters at any time.

"This... This is the strength of the masters of the military department? If they can appear openly, wouldn't they be able to step onto the ranking list with ease?" Shen Cong's body trembled, and a flash of fear flashed in the corner of his eyes.

He was already a little afraid.

However, Shen Cong was a real soldier, a warrior who stepped down from the battlefield.

The boxing techniques he practiced were better at seizing people's minds. It would be fine if Shen Cong's mind was complete and flawless. A little fear in his heart, this genius of the Martial Arts League seemed to have thousands of troops and horses appearing in front of him, with a murderous aura!
Shen Cong let out a scream, and fell backwards.

On the battlefield of bloody slaughter, he was just an ordinary rich man, even if he had a famous teacher to teach him, in exchange for a high level of martial arts, but in terms of xinxing, even ten of him were far from Song Yu.

The illusion disappeared immediately, but after his heart settled down, Shen Cong looked over in embarrassment.

Song Yu's fist stopped on the tip of his nose.

"I... I lost."

Barely suppressing the trembling of his body, Shen Cong had no choice but to speak. As for Ling'er beside him, his mind trembled even more, as if there were thousands of words coming together in his heart.

(End of this chapter)