The daughter-in-law’s son-in-law

At the same time, Wentian Martial Arts Hall.

Yang Wentian's disciple Pan Huaqiang, who had once dismissed Lin Tian, ​​collapsed on the ring, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his face as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak.

Below the ring, a dozen students from the Wentian Martial Arts Hall were also collapsed.

Without exception, all were seriously injured, with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.

Standing on the ring was a burly man wearing black sportswear, his whole body exuding an icy aura that would repel people thousands of miles away.

As his eyes moved, the cold light revealed inadvertently was breathtaking and extremely oppressive.

And it was this person who kicked the gym.

As soon as he appeared, he continuously provoked dozens of coaches from Wentian Martial Arts Hall.

"I heard that the Wentian Martial Arts Hall in Chuzhou contains dragons and crouching tigers, which are dragon pools and tiger dens. This is nothing more than what I saw today!"

The burly man sneered and glanced around with an arrogant face, "I want to ask now, who else wants to come up and get beaten? Get out of here right away!"

Yang Junhua was immediately furious and wanted to rush to the ring, but was caught by Yang Wentian, "This man is an extremely powerful martial arts master. Except for me, none of you can be his opponent."

Yang Wentian was very confused at this time. There were only a few powerful martial arts masters in Chuzhou, and he knew them all.

But Yang Wentian had never seen this person who suddenly came to kick the gym. He wanted to know who was targeting the Wentian martial arts gym.

"Grandpa, you can't go up!" Yang Junhua suddenly became anxious, "Although Mr. Lin has rid your body of toxins, your body is still very weak and you should not fight with others!" "

"Then what should we do?" Yang Wentian frowned, "Are we just going to let this person act arrogantly in our Wentian Martial Arts Hall?"

"I'll go meet him." Yang Junhua dropped these words and walked towards the ring, "And I just informed Mr. Lin, he should be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Junhua suddenly hit the ground with one foot, jumped into the air three to four meters high, and landed on top of the ring.

"My jumping ability is pretty good." The burly man looked at Yang Junhua with disdain, "But you are a young boy who has learned boxing and embroidery for several years, and yet you dare to go into the ring and fight me. Are you worthy?"

"Yang Wentian, is there no one in your Wentian martial arts gym, or you still want to humiliate me and deliberately sent this kid to die!"

Yang Wentian's face darkened, "Your Excellency, you are too arrogant. I ask Tianwu Hall..."

"Stop talking nonsense." The burly man snorted coldly, "Since this kid wants to die, then I will satisfy him!"

"It's shameless to say that. I want to see how capable you are. How dare you come to ask Tianwu Hall to be so presumptuous!"

Yang Junhua snorted without fear and took the lead in attacking the burly man.

The move was a simple black tiger move that ripped out the heart and went straight to the burly man's chest.

"act recklessly."

The burly man smiled coldly, and without hesitation, he punched equally roughly.

The fists collided, making a dull sound of flesh colliding.

Yang Junhua's expression changed dramatically, and he felt an overwhelming force coming from the opponent's fist that he could not resist, and then his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably.

But the burly man refused to give in. He suddenly stepped out and came to Yang Junhua, who was still flying upside down in the air, and punched him hard on the head.

"No!"

Yang Wentian was shocked and angry, and wanted to fly onto the ring.

But at this moment, a fierce wind suddenly blew out of thin air, and then a blurry afterimage appeared on the ring.

The next second, a crisp slap sounded.

The burly man screamed as if he was struck by lightning, flew backwards two or three meters away, and hit the ring heavily.

Faced with this sudden and shocking change, everyone was stunned.

But Yang Wentian looked happy, "Little friend Lin!"

"Mr. Lin..."

"Who gave you the courage?" Lin Tian turned around and looked at Yang Junhua with contempt, "You are not even a martial arts master, how dare you go to the ring to fight with this guy."

"Are you really not afraid of death, or are you sure that I will arrive the second before you die?"

Yang Junhua lowered his head in fear, "Mr. Lin, I...I know I was wrong."

"If it weren't for your grandfather's sake, I wouldn't care about your life or death." Lin Tian snorted, "Don't you know how many pounds you have?"

Yang Junhua subconsciously said, "Mr. Lin, I weigh 140 pounds."

Lin Tian's face slapped hard, "You..."

"Damn you bastard, how dare you attack me!"

At this moment, a cold shout mixed with endless murderous intent suddenly resounded throughout the audience.

I saw the burly man who had been slapped away by Lin Tian earlier, struggling to get up from the ground, staring at Lin Tian with murderous intent, and the aura exuding from his body was a bit more tyrannical than Yang Wentian.

"Second level martial artist?" Lin Tian raised his eyebrows with a playful smile on his face, "Do you think I was sneak attacking you just now?"

"Isn't it?" The burly man stared at Lin Tian, ​​his eyes growing more and more murderous. "Isn't it called a surprise attack when I'm not prepared?"

"So this counts as a sneak attack? Okay." Lin Tian shrugged and smiled, "Then I'm going to attack you next. Are you ready?"

The burly man was slightly startled. Could this kid be mentally retarded?

Who wants to say hello to the other person before taking action...

But the burly man couldn't answer, and Lin Tian suddenly disappeared on the spot.

That's right!

It just disappeared out of thin air in an instant, as if it had never appeared!

The burly man's pupils suddenly shrank into needles, his muscles tensed up, his eyes were like lightning, and he glanced around...

"Don't look, I'm behind you."

A calm voice sounded from behind the burly man, and then a hand with distinct knuckles pinched the back of the man's neck.

The next second, Lin Tian grabbed the man's neck with his hand, used a slight force, raised him high, and then slammed him to the ground, and at the same time raised his foot to step on his chest.

"what……"

The man suddenly let out a shrill scream, "You...who are you?"

"You kicked my martial arts gym, but you don't know who I am?" Lin Tian sneered, and stepped on the man's chest again with a slight squeeze.

The man immediately let out a howl like a slaughtering pig, and his whole body twitched violently, as if he had been electrocuted.

"You...are you the owner of the Wentian Martial Arts Hall? How is this possible? Doesn't the Wentian Martial Arts Hall belong to Yang Wentian? You..."

Lin Tian was too lazy to respond and put a little pressure on his feet again.

Click!

There was a crisp sound of broken bones, and a large piece of the man's chest was sunk in. He let out an inhuman scream in pain.

"Are you from Tie Yongwen? Do you know Enchantress and Zhui Ming?"

The man immediately stopped twitching and struggling, endured the severe pain, and looked at Lin Tian with shock and anger, "Are you just..."

"Yes, I am the Lin Tian that Tie Yongwen wants to get rid of." After Lin Tian finished speaking, he raised his head and smiled faintly at Yang Wentian, "Mr. Yang, please inform Tie Yongwen and let him collect the body."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Tian crushed the man's throat with his foot.

Yang Wentian trembled all over and looked at Lin Tian with a little fear in his eyes.

A second-level martial artist was killed by Lin Tian so easily!