Rural Shennong

Crushed, completely crushed, in the end Zuo Bingxiu was almost powerless to fight back.

The Martial Arts Master, who was comparable to a superhuman, was beaten like this. Everyone seemed to be in a dream, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

But that glaring blood color was laid bare in front of everyone, stimulating their nerves.

Not to mention ordinary people, even some warriors couldn't bear to see Zuo Bingxiu's miserable situation.

"It's over, he's over!"

"Hey, it looks like the dantian Qihai has been destroyed, even if Zuo Bingxiu can recover, he is at best a low-level warrior."

"Chen Ping is too strong, what kind of cultivation is he?"

"Should be a martial arts master with the peak of internal strength, right? At least he must be a master of internal strength! Otherwise, Zuo Bingxiu wouldn't have been beaten so badly!"

"Hiss~! How old is he, he is simply a monster!"

On the ring, Chen Ping slowly lowered his fist, turned his head, and glanced across the spectator seats.

Looking at where they looked, countless people hurriedly bowed their heads, not even having the courage to look at Chen Ping.

Those people who ridiculed Chen Ping just now are going to regret it. If they knew that Chen Ping is so powerful, whoever dared to stroke his beard would be really deadly!

Xue Yan also lowered his head, and after he lowered his head, he saw a pool of water stains under his feet.

He was stunned for a moment, then glanced up a little, and found the source of the water stains.

It turned out that it was Deng Ran who was sitting next to him, who peed in his pants in fright!

Seeing Deng Ran's bruised lips, as if she might be scared to death at any moment, Xue Yan really wanted her to die immediately.

You bastard, I'm going to screw you to death!

Chen Ping's vision was as sharp as a knife, and it seemed that there was nowhere for everyone to escape. Even Yin Xiangrou, who was hiding in the corner behind the viewing platform, felt his scalp tingle.

In her eyes, martial artists at the peak of external strength are no longer human beings, and martial arts masters are simply gods.

But such a fairy was casually photographed half-dead under Chen Ping's hands, so what is Chen Ping?God king?

Yin Xiangrou has never been so regretful and humble.

She felt that it was difficult to breathe, she clutched her chest and slipped off the stool to the ground, she didn't know whether it was a pain in her heart, or a humble desire to let the people in front block Chen Ping's gaze.

Chen Ping didn't want to look at Yin Xiangrou at all, he continued to turn around slowly, turned his head, and his eyes finally stayed on Yang Hanye.

Yang Hanye was frightened by the undisguised murderous look in Chen Ping's eyes: "Don't kill me, you can't kill me!"

He jumped backwards violently, his thighs tripped over the back of the chair behind him, he rolled over directly, his head hit the ground, and he let out a scream.

But he didn't dare to get up, so he curled up behind the stool, his face full of horror, his eyes widened: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!!"

Yang Hanye collapsed, looking like a ridiculous clown.

Seeing this, countless disgusted and contemptuous eyes swept towards him.

Yang Derong was still sitting where he was, with one hand on his chest and the other on his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Yang Derong got up and grabbed Yang Hanye by the neck, pulled him up, raised his hand and slapped him across the face, making Yang Hanye scream again and again.

It wasn't until the corners of Yang Hanye's mouth were cracked and his face turned into a pig's head that Yang Derong threw him under his feet like garbage.

"You have an enmity with me! And it's a bloody enmity!"

"Do you know? Our Yang family's end today, and even the disaster of extermination, are all caused by you!"

"I really hate it, I wish I could strangle you to death on the day you were born!"

Yang Caishen, the dignified leader of the Lingnan business community, has completely lost his former demeanor, like a madman.

At this moment, his mind was in chaos, and his nerves were deranged.

If he doesn't vent his panic and despair immediately, he will go crazy immediately.

Yang Hanye spat out a few bloody teeth and grinned: "Do you regret it?"

"Do you regret that I caused you a lot of trouble? Do you regret that you didn't kneel in front of Chen and lick his ass?"

"You blame me? How dare you blame me? Without your support, would I dare to fight against him?"

"Now you want to dump the pot? Want to sacrifice me to please him?"

"Okay, anyway, the Yang family is going to be gone, and I am going to be gone too, so just give me to Chen Ping!"

"Anyway, I'm just a joke, shame, the most ridiculous clown in the entire Lingnan Province, what the hell is the point of me being alive!"

Yang Derong beat and cursed, and finally recovered a little calm from endless regret and panic.

Only then did he realize how pathetic and ridiculous his actions just now looked to outsiders.

But it didn't matter to him anymore.

What face, what dignity.

The moment Zuo Bingxiu fell on the ring, the Yang family also collapsed.

Not to mention that Yang Derong wants to be the president, even the current position of vice president is not secure.

He raised his head, sighed a long time, waved his hands and ordered his subordinates: "Take that trash on the stage, and the young master away!"

This is Yang Caishen, who has been in the Lingnan business for decades, and has had a great reputation!

At this moment, he was like an old dog whose spine had been removed, hunched over, dragging his heavy steps, and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Watching the Yang family leave, everyone's attention fell on the ring again.

Chen Ping stood alone on the ring of iron and blood, stretched out a finger, and drew a huge arc in the sky of Lingnan: "I won, who else is not convinced!"

Yun Yang and Sha Zhuqiang trembled with excitement, and shouted in unison: "Who else!"

The Wei family, the Bao family, and the Lei family all pulled their necks and shouted loudly: "Who else!"

Amidst the shouts, Lei Luan walked out of the spectator seats, first asked Zhao Lao, the president of the Martial Arts Association, for the small box containing the hanging plants, and then walked slowly onto the ring amidst Zhao Lao's congratulations.

The scene fell silent again.

Whether it was an enemy or a friend before, they are all holding their breath at this moment, witnessing this historic moment.

With an invincible posture, Chen Ping won the boxing match for the Lei family, and the result could not be changed.

Lei Luan walked up to Chen Ping and handed him the small box.

Chen Ping took it with his hand: "Thank you!"

Lei Luan smiled and said, "The one who wants to say thank you is me!"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, it was the first time he heard Lei Luan say thank you.

Lei Luan grabbed Chen Ping's wrist with his left hand and whispered, "Cooperate!"

Chen Ping nodded blankly, and then he saw a movement of Lei Luan's right hand.

Lei Luan's action caused the newly promoted Lingnan Martial Arts King to suddenly constrict his pupils, and immediately turned his head nervously.

Seeing that Lei Luan raised his hand, he took off the hat on his head, pulled off the veil, and then raised Chen Ping's hand high: "Lei family, Wan Sheng!"

It stands to reason that someone should have shouted at this time.

It's a pity that the scene was silent, no one echoed his words, they all stared straight at Lei Luan, many men were drooling and didn't know it.

Women are no better off either.

What does it mean when a flower blooms, a hundred flowers kill it?

With Lei Luan's face, it was the rhythm to kill all the white flowers.