C10 To Convince the Masses with Martial Arts!

Zhao Zifan felt that this Square Face man was not someone to be trifled with, so he pulled Zhao Boyang to the side.

Zhao Boyang swung his arm away and pointed at Chen Jingyu. He spat, "Today, you are lucky! Don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

The Square Face man helped Chen Jingyu up and patted the dust off his body. "Come, let's go to my dorm. I'll give you my bed!"

Chen Jingyu was not a coward who would admit defeat so easily. Although he had lost miserably just now, he could clearly feel that his body was burning and recovering at a rapid pace. He believed that he would soon reach his peak condition.

Chen Jingyu was the Martial Uncle of the Kunlun Three Heroes. In other words, these people were all his disciples. If he didn't teach these juniors a lesson, he would be letting down his status.

Today, he had to earn back his face no matter what.

"These clowns are no match for me!"

Chen Jingyu turned around and said to the four people, "Since I can't convince them with reason, I can only use my martial arts to convince them!"

"Who is this new student? Why is he so arrogant on the first day?"

"I heard that his name is Chen Jingyu. He even teased our Ms Gan Ping."

The human tongue was fearsome. From nothing to something. Now, everyone present thought that Chen Jingyu was a lecher and had done many unforgivable things.

"You are courting death!"

The big guy, Zhao Boyang, once again clashed with Chen Jingyu. This time, he attacked with even more ruthlessness. Unexpectedly, with a muffled sound, Chen Jingyu was still standing there unmoving. Zhao Boyang, on the other hand, was sent flying a few meters away and fell to the ground. He kicked his legs and covered his chin as he wailed.

This scene stunned the few guys behind him who were showing off their strength. They had clearly seen that Zhao Boyang had clearly hit Chen Jingyu, but they did not see how Chen Jingyu had done it. Zhao Boyang was completely like stepping on a mechanism, bounced back.

"Fire?"

Some of the more experienced people watching from the side had already seen through it. Chen Jingyu's punch was extremely fast, and his fist seemed to carry a wave of flames.

Zhao Boyang fell to the ground and cursed, "Beat, beat me, my cousin... He, he will definitely not let you off... You."

After receiving Chen Jingyu's punch, not only was Zhao Boyang's face swollen, it was as if he had been burned. He did not know how many teeth had fallen out. When he spoke, it was as if he was chewing something, and his tongue became a big tongue.

"After waiting for so many days, my strength has finally recovered."

Chen Jingyu touched his fist and said excitedly. He had finally found his old self again. He had a king's aura, and he was full of energy.

Chen Jingyu stared at the remaining three people and raised his eyebrows, "Next!"

"I'll do it!"

The strongest person among the three stood out. He was obviously stronger than Zhao Boyang. Just now in the dormitory, he was the first one to pull out a stick and hit Chen Jingyu.

The Square Face walked to Chen Jingyu's side and reminded him, "His name is Chou Yang. His strength and speed are much stronger than Zhao Boyang's. Be careful."

Chen Jingyu was very grateful. Suddenly, he felt a warmth in his heart, "What's your name?"

Other than Lee, this person was the first person he talked to in school. After this matter was over, he would definitely make friends with him.

"Deng Shuhan," the Square Face replied indifferently.

Chen Jingyu patted Deng Shuhan's shoulder and smiled, "Old Deng, after I teach these people a lesson, we'll find a place to drink!"

"Alright! It's up to you!" Deng Shuhan was also a straightforward person, so he agreed immediately.

"Now you're happy, but you'll be crying later!"

Chou Yang clenched his fists tightly, and the muscles all over his body let out angry roars. Suddenly, he had already arrived beside Chen Jingyu. He took a step forward and threw a left Collapsing Fist at Chen Jingyu's ribs.

Chen Jingyu saw that Chou Yang's attack was fierce, so he quickly dodged to the side and raised his fist to smash Chou Yang's head. Chou Yang knew that Chen Jingyu's fist was powerful, so he quickly turned around and took a right arch. He used his left arm to counterattack and hit Chen Jingyu's temple.

Chen Jingyu's head swayed as he dodged Chou Yang's fist. With a hook of his left hand, he swiftly counterattacked. Chou Yang immediately changed his move and used his palm to block Chen Jingyu's hook fist.

Chen Jingyu's left fist missed, but his right fist came again. Chou Yang did not show any weakness. He turned around and used his elbow to counterattack against Chen Jingyu's ribs. The two of them fought back and forth, and after a few rounds, the victor was still unknown.

The audience could not help but applaud when they saw the two of them fighting so well.

Chen Jingyu's physical strength was still gradually increasing, and the more he fought, the fiercer he became. Chou Yang's physical body was strong, and he did not retreat. The two of them fought like they were evenly matched, and it was hard to tell who would win.

Deng Shuhan, who was watching from the side, understood that Chen Jingyu had just entered his state of mind, and he still had some tricks up his sleeve. Although it seemed like the two of them were evenly matched, the victor was already decided, and there was no suspense.

"Male Eagle Fighting Rabbit!"

As expected, Chen Jingyu changed his move and went from defense to attack. He took out the martial arts that he had learned from Yu Jianhao and used it. He only attacked and did not defend, and he completely suppressed Chou Yang, making him unable to retaliate.

"Huh?"

Deng Shuhan saw through it. Chen Jingyu's moves made him feel that they were very familiar. It seemed to be the techniques of the Superpower Special Force, but the moves were too simple, so he was not sure.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Chou Yang was beaten to the ground by Chen Jingyu. He fell to the ground like a ball, rolling around for a few times before finally collapsing on the ground and not moving.

"Is he dead?"

"How can he die so easily? But it seems like this newcomer has won again!"

...

All the voices turned to the side. From mocking Chen Jingyu's weakness to lamenting his strength, they all thought that the opponents were too weak. They had easily defeated two people and had indeed underestimated Chen Jingyu's strength.

"Next!"

Chen Jingyu stood with his hands behind his back and locked his gaze on Zhao Zifan, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes. According to what Deng Shuhan had said, the other three were his family's thugs. As long as he defeated them, he would have won today's match.

"Chen Jingyu! Let me be your opponent!"

Chen Jingyu was stunned for a moment. He looked down at Zhao Zifan's body and saw a small-sized man walking over with a big electric guitar on his back.

This person was the first person who had spoken to him in the dormitory. However, because he was too small, Chen Jingyu almost ignored his existence.

"You... Go down."

Although the small-sized man had also participated in the fight just now, Chen Jingyu didn't want to bully the small-sized man because of his size. This person was standing in front of him and was not even his shoulder. Fighting with him seemed to be bullying.

Chen Jingyu still focused his gaze on Zhao Zifan. "Your name is Zhao Zifan, right? Let me see what you have!"

Zhao Zifan chuckled and combed his hair with his fingers, pretending to be cool and handsome. A wave of screams immediately came from the girls' dormitory, and someone even shouted Zhao Zifan's name.

Zhao Zifan glanced at the girls and threw a glance at them. Then, he rubbed his hands and took a few steps back. He opened his arms and shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be helpless.

The girls' dormitory was filled with screams again. It seemed that Zhao Zifan was very popular among the girls.

The short man jumped in front of Chen Jingyu and raised his head to say, "Chen Jingyu, you dare look down on me? You will regret it!"

Chen Jingyu raised his spirits. He had never looked down on his opponent. As their Great Grand Martial Uncle, he naturally had to pay attention to his own identity. So, he asked seriously, "What is your name?"

The short man laughed coldly and said, "Remember, you are destined to lose to me, Peng Shoude!"