Bao Ye

Chapter 19

The people present have never encountered such a good thing. A young man from a rich family who has no worries about food and drink in the blue sky, dressed in five people and six people, came to ask for a beating. After the beating, he can not take responsibility. , then it's not just stupidity, it's self-inflicted.

"It's really hard to persuade you, damn ghost." A soldier muttered below, "I'm afraid this young master of the Chi family is not very smart?"

"What about him?" Another person said, "He said it himself, and the general heard it, so he has to be responsible."

"You guys, think about it carefully." Someone said disdainfully, "You dare to beat me up if I promise? You won't be afraid of being put on by the general in the future."

"You have to keep your word. You can't bring the rich man's tricks to our military camp. If you don't count, no one will obey him!"

A group of people muttered, and someone at the other end jumped onto the stage.

The person who came was shirtless and had a short shaved head. He looked dry and thin and young, but his face was grim. There was a shallow scar from the forehead to the eyes. It was said that he was a soldier and he looked more like a street gangster.

Young Master Renchi like this is much more visible. He twisted his neck, squatted down and clicked his fingers, and said with a smile, "What's the name of this little brother?"

"……seal up."

"Brother Feng." Young Master Chi said, "Look at this posture, have you learned it? Where did you come from?"

"Master Bing, the number one boxer in Yuecheng!"

Brother Feng raised his hands and cupped his fists, lowered his head slightly, and was too lazy to say, "Please advise."

Chi Yunfei smiled, and did not rush to make a gesture, just nodded: "Please."

The corners of Liu Qingchuan's eyes twitched, and he looked at Wen Xinyang again, only to see that Wen Xinyang was also frowning tightly, with his fists clenched at his sides, as if he was very worried.

Others don't know, but Liu Qingchuan knows the identity of this kid from the Feng family.In his early years, he was a gangster who was famous for fighting in the market. His parents died early, and his cousin hired him as a bodyguard. He worked in brothels and gambling houses.

At the age of 16, he was lucky enough to be seen by the number one boxer in Yuecheng. He is a serious trainer.

But on the stage, Chi Yunfei didn't panic at all, he jumped on the stage twice, and before he landed, the young man had already bent down slightly and rushed up like lightning, punching hard on the face.

Everyone was in an uproar, and they felt that "the outcome of a game" might be replaced with "the outcome of a move", and they didn't know how many front teeth the young master would lose.

Even Wen Xinyang couldn't help taking a step forward, his pupils constricted instantly against the light.

But in the next second, Chi Yunfei suddenly dodged it, grabbed the arm that hadn't been retracted, spun with his feet, carried the person on his shoulder, swung him in half a circle, and smashed the person to the ground.

This fall was hard and accurate, very calm, Chi Yunfei patted the hem of his clothes and straightened up, took two wrong steps back, smiled slightly, his eyes flashed with mockery, and finally opened his hand gestures one after the other.

The man surnamed Feng was stunned for a moment on the ground, and his gaze shifted to Chi Yunfei's hand gestures. He saw him slowly clenched his fist with his palm and tapped his jaw lightly.

"???"

Everyone asked questions, and there was an uproar: "What's going on?"

"He reacted so quickly..."

"His gesture is so strange..."

Wen Xinyang only felt his brain explode at this moment, his heart beat faster, and the blood all over his body was rushing randomly in his limbs and bones.He was full of enthusiasm and excitement but was drawn out by Chi Yunfei's simple move, and couldn't help shouting "Okay!"

Chi Yunfei on the other end was not distracted, and stared at Feng who got up. The other party twisted his arm and said in a low voice: "I underestimated you. I apologize to you."

Chi Yunfei didn't answer, the man stepped forward with a wrong step, his fists almost became afterimages, and hit Chi Yunfei's jaw from bottom to top.

If this punch hits, the young master Yichi's delicate skin and tender flesh will probably shatter his jawbone.

But Chi Yunfei obviously expected it a long time ago. He headed forward, tilted his head, lowered his body, and passed his right fist under the opponent's arm, imitating the example, and hit the man's jaw.

The man's momentum was hard to hold back, his upper body was thrown back almost ninety degrees in an instant, he raised his hand and grabbed Chi Yunfei's arm, and was about to pull him down, when Chi Yunfei swept his foot across his lower body , threw the man on his back, and then twisted back against the ground, pinched the man's neck with one hand, and pulled the other's arm with the other, almost twisting the man's wrist.

This kind of sticking to the ground is no stranger to everyone. It is a free fighting style that has just been passed down from the West, and it is different from traditional fighting in many ways.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, staring straight at Chi Yunfei's hand.

The pair of small hands saw that their ten fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui, but they pinched the person with great force, which made the man's face flush and his eyes almost protrude.

However, Chi Yunfei's disadvantage of being shorter than a man and lacking in strength still existed. The man broke free from the restraints as soon as he struggled hard, and then punched Master Chi's head, causing his nose to bleed on the spot.

Wen Xinyang's pupils shrank, and he felt as if his heart had been stabbed severely. Suddenly, an evil fire rushed to the top of his head, and he rushed forward a few steps involuntarily, but saw Chi Yunfei raised his hand and gestured "Don't come over" With a gesture, he wiped his nosebleed casually with the back of his hand——that delicate young master who likes to play tricks and whimper, as if he couldn't bear a little bit of suffering, didn't say a word at this moment, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The man kicked Chi Yunfei away with his chest. Before he turned over and stood up, Chi Yunfei hugged his waist shortly. Chi Yunfei got on his back, and there was a muffled sound at that moment. His back must be black and blue, but Chi Yunfei didn't let go, and he pushed him to the rope on the edge of the ring a few steps. When the opponent's center of gravity was unstable, He lifted the person directly from his back.It's hard to imagine that such a huge force is hidden in that small body, and everyone in the audience is already stunned, and can't even make a sound.

He slammed the person headfirst onto the ground, then straddled him from behind, twisted the opponent's legs, and scolded with a smile, "I'm not convinced!"

The man only felt that his leg joints were twisted to the point of being broken, and he pressed down hard on the ground with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and he cursed: "What kind of trick is this!"

Chi Yunfei spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said leisurely: "The old man pushes the cart."

"..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, never expecting such a young master to speak obscenely in public, and after a few seconds of stunned, he burst into loud laughter.

But this trick is easy to crack, because Chi Yunfei's physique is not strong enough to completely suppress the opponent. The man put his hands on the ground and almost stood up half of his body. Chi Yunfei's center of gravity was unstable and he slid down. Before he could get up, the man grabbed his ankle and slammed it to the ground with a "bang".

The man followed suit, but before he could twist Chi Yunfei's ankle, Chi Yunfei rolled around his knees. Although he was not respectable at all, he reacted so quickly that the opponent missed the chance of winning - you must know that the same trick uses On the small young Master Chi, that was enough to determine the outcome.

Chi Yunfei gave full play to his own advantages: compact, flexible, and he will run away when he gets it, and he will never love to fight.

Unknowingly, everyone in the audience applauded and applauded. This group of soldiers and ruffians will submit to the strong. If you have real skills, they will submit to you.

The time for the round is up, and the winner has not yet been decided, but the Feng family boy is already sweating profusely, his knee joints are in severe pain, and his back after being smashed twice is also throbbing.

Of course, Young Master Chi didn't feel much better, he was covered in ashes, his face was covered with nosebleeds, and his back and chest were bruised a lot.

Liu Qingchuan made a "draw" gesture below.

The boy from the Feng family gasped for a while unwillingly, then lowered his head and cupped his fists at last, saying: "This subordinate lost."

Although it was a draw, if he didn't get any advantage from this young master, it would be equivalent to losing.

Chi Yunfei cupped his fists and saluted: "Accept."

At this moment, warm applause broke out from the audience, many people whistled to show their admiration, and many people looked at Chi Yunfei with admiration.

Wen Xinyang stood at the corner of the arena, his eyes glowing faintly, staring straight at Chi Yunfei, his heart beating violently, pulling his nerves to be excited endlessly.

I saw Master Chi picked up his white coat and wiped his nosebleeds casually, revealing a flat and white belly, his small and round belly button flashed away, his belt was a little loose during the fight, and his trousers hung loosely around his waist, revealing an indistinct mermaid This embarrassed appearance is actually much sexier than when he is wrapped in fox fur and holding a teacup.

Wen Xinyang's throat twitched up and down, recalling everything from last night inappropriately.

The warm breath, the coquettish nasal sound, the ambiguous sound of tsk-tsk water, and the excitement and trembling caused by the hands touching his body--Wen Xinyang's arm muscles tensed instantly, and he stepped forward a few steps to hug him Getting up, he said coldly to the audience: "I'm here today, they're all gone."

Seeing Chi Yunfei's skill and strength, everyone in the audience was still as eager to try as before—it's not terrible to go on stage, it's terrible to lose to a rich young master.

Everyone wanted to save face, so they naturally hesitated.

The general did not let go of the ashen-faced Feng family kid in the crowd, and said coldly, "Feng Ying!"

Feng Ying immediately stood up straight: "Here!"

"Will you bet and admit defeat?"

The corners of Feng Ying's mouth twitched, and finally said sharply: "I would like to accept the bet!"

Wen Xinyang raised his jaw, his eyes were cold and cruel: "Go to the cavalry, that's the deal. Report it yourself."

Feng Ying bit her lower lip, obviously not wanting to go, after a while she touched her heels, tensed her shoulders and said in a self-defeating manner: "Yes!"

Chi Yunfei was held in Wen Xinyang's arms, and immediately lost his beating vigor, his eyes softened, reflecting his sweetheart's face wateryly, he rubbed his head in Wen Xinyang's arms, and said coquettishly: "pain……"

Wen Xinyang was distressed and funny: "It deserves it."

Seeing that he smiled, Chi Yunfei froze for a moment, and said excitedly: "Ah, you laughed! Smile again?"

Wen Xinyang instantly lowered the corners of his mouth, but with a soft smile in his eyes, he answered the irrelevant question: "Who did you learn free fighting from? Didn't expect you to know this?"

Chi Yunfei is not just "knowledge", his skills can be said to be quite mature, and he is well aware of his physical and height disadvantages, and is very good at making use of his strengths and avoiding weaknesses.

Chi Yunfei snorted: "I'm just learning to play. Back then, I accompanied my father to other places to watch a few games. I thought it was very interesting, so I found a Western master to learn from."

He whispered: "The master of Brother Feng, Master Bing, the number one boxer in Yuecheng, is still my master's defeated general."

Wen Xinyang raised his eyebrows and said: "You have learned well, but there is one thing I want to remind you..."

"Ok?"

"Today, you played people around because everyone didn't understand this. After everyone thinks about it, your trick won't work." Wen Xinyang said, "Free fighting requires too much physical fitness. You are not suitable, next time I will teach you something suitable for you."

Chi Yunfei blinked, and immediately cheered up: "Okay!"