The son-in-law from another place was indeed angry.

Look at the onlookers on the three floors outside and three floors here. They didn’t bother to watch the fun and shouted to let Chen Ning fight.

Chen Ning's eyes swept over Wang Beifeng and looked at the thin man beside him again.

The man is over thirty years old, with cold eyes, thick palms, and thick cocoons on the back of his fists, and his strength is integrated. He seems to be proficient in hard skills and good at boxing.

The opponent's martial arts skills can only be seen by fighting, but it will not be too weak.

"What's wrong? Don't you dare? It doesn't matter if you dare. As long as you admit that you are a coward and a soft earthworm, you will spare you." Wang Beifeng said with a smile.

Yu Xuefei, who was standing beside her, shouted: "Zhao Baoyu, can you be humiliated like this? Can you tolerate your dignity being trampled on? Come on, I believe in you, and you must believe in yourself!"

Chen Ning nodded, pretending to be drunk, and said, "Have you seen an earthworm with a thickness of an arm?"

"And who said I dare not! I am afraid that the other party will lose as soon as I take action. And a simple competition is meaningless. As the saying goes, small gambling is good for fun, big gambling is harmful to the body, and forced to get rid of ashes. Let's do this. Since we have to compete, we might as well bet a small gambling!"

Wang Beifeng was stunned. Unexpectedly, Chen Ning took the initiative to take action, so he asked, "How to bet?"

Chen Ning said, "If I win, call me Uncle Wang and then lose 5,000 taels. If I lose, Yu Xuefei will be yours."

"Zhao Baoyu, I want to kill you!" Yu Xuefei was furious. She finally couldn't help but rush forward and started to tear her down. Fortunately, she was stopped by Li Qingkong.

Wang Beifeng's face darkened and he did not agree immediately. He was not afraid of calling him Uncle, but was worried that if he really lost, where would he get 5,000 taels of money? Although the Wang family is a top-grade family, he is a concubine. In addition, why call Uncle Wang? What's the situation!

Just when Wang Beifeng was in trouble, a cheerful smile suddenly came from outside the crowd: "Okay! We agree to this bet!"

Everyone hurriedly retreated a passage and saw a young man with a good appearance slowly walking in.

When Chen Ning saw the visitor, he knew that the main lord was coming, Wang Beixuan.

At the same time, Wang Beixuan was also looking at Chen Ning.

He had a gentle smile on his face, but he felt very upset because Chen Ning's appearance was a little better than him, and it was not as ordinary as rumored.

"I guess this is Mr. Wang Beixuan." Chen Ning bowed and gestured.

Wang Beixuan returned the gift and then looked at Li Qingkong, his voice became gentler, and his eyes showed love, and he said, "Qingkong, are you here?"

This scene made the girls around him obsessed with their faces, as if they wanted to become Li Qingkong and enjoy the good show that the noble young master fell in love with me.

Li Qingkong just nodded. For her, she didn't want to marry Zhao Baoyu, nor did she want to marry Wang Beixuan.

Faced with Li Qingkong's coldness, Wang Beixuan not only did not get angry, but the stronger the possessiveness in his heart. Just like that, the more cold the goddess treats me, I love the goddess thousands of times.

The goddess regards me as a spare tire, and I raise children for the goddess.

But when he wanted to speak again, he was interrupted by Chen Ning.

"Mr. Wang, don't put your hot face on your cold butt. Qingkong doesn't look down on you." Chen Ning said with a smile.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned and then laughed.

Li Qingkong also glared at Chen Ning in anger, how could he speak? It was so vulgar!

Wang Beixuan swallowed his saliva. If he could put it on...it would be good, but he shouted righteously: "Zhao Baoyu, you are from a middle-grade family, how can you speak so rudely? It's so rude!"

"I'm drunk." Chen Ning spread his hands and gave him a reason.

I am drunk, and the Great Jin Dynasty belongs to me. If I don’t believe it, if I drink two more cups, this earth belongs to me.

Everyone was speechless. Damn, will drunk people say they are drunk? But this reason is really good.

Yu Xuefei, who was standing beside her, started to grit her teeth again. Can she slap her grandmother when she gets drunk? She also touched her aunt's slender waist?

Wang Beixuan was speechless and said, "Since we have agreed to the bet, let's start the competition. Let me wait and see if Mr. Zhao's martial arts are worthy of the Qingxing Host! Everyone, please get out of the position!"

The people around immediately dispersed and gave up a competition venue several meters wide. There were naturally Chen Ning and the thin man in the venue.

Everyone sat and watched the show, waiting for Chen Ning to be abused.

Wang Beifeng said to Wang Beixuan: "Beixuan, my servant is in the martial arts realm. It is more than enough to teach Zhao Baoyu a lesson. I have already arranged it. I accidentally deposed him during the battle!"

Wang Beixuan nodded, and a touch of coldness finally appeared on his gentle face.

On the other side, Yu Xuefei hurriedly asked Li Qingkong and said, "Qingkong Qingkong, does this slave of Wang Beifeng look very powerful?"

Li Qingkong nodded and said, "Martial Arts, Wang Beifeng's close confidant, proficient in hard skills and boxing techniques, and he will be ruthless and will be either dead or seriously injured."

"Ah? Then will he take the opportunity to kill Zhao Baoyu?" Yu Xuefei couldn't help asking.

Li Qingkong asked back, "Auntie is soft-hearted?"

Yu Xuefei curled her lips and said, "Although I hate Zhao Baoyu, I don't want to kill him. I just want to break up your engagement."

Li Qingkong knew her aunt's character, but she didn't explain anything. She was also curious about Zhao Baoyu's martial arts and just happened to find out.

Just as everyone was watching, Chen Ning actually turned to the thin man and then whispered:

"Brother, you admit defeat later. I will give you 3,000 taels in five thousand taels. I will have enough sincerity!"

The thin man looked surprised.

Chen Ning said again: "If you are afraid of difficulties, you can give up water. I will give you a thousand taels!"

The thin man clasped his fists hard and shouted: "Young Master Zhao, please respect yourself!"

Chen Ning shrugged, not caring about the audience laughing around. Although he was whispering, Chen Ning's volume was not low.

"Don't waste everyone's time, let's start!" Wang Beixuan shouted, and the thin man immediately took action, turning his right claw into Chen Ning's throat.

Chen Ning didn't dare to be careless and immediately used Bajiquan to meet him.

The two of them fought each other in an instant, and in a moment they made several moves.

The thin man's face was solemn. He never expected Chen Ning's martial arts to be so high. He was at ease in terms of strength, speed, or adaptability, and he had already used all his strength.

Everyone watching the game also saw the situation and looked surprised.

Wang Beixuan's face was a little gloomy. He glanced at a pretty young man in the crowd. He was the beautiful woman who had just tasted tea with him in the inner room. At this time, she was disguised as a man and mixed in the crowd.

Seeing Wang Beixuan's gaze, she knew what Wang Beixuan meant, and was asking her, is this the investigation of martial arts skills?

The beautiful woman smiled and her eyes were on Chen Ning again.

He is not Zhao Baoyu!

The beautiful woman had seen the portrait of Zhao Baoyu. Although she only glanced at it, she was extremely sure that the man in front of her was definitely not Zhao Baoyu.

The exquisite white jade and ugly stones can tell the difference by just a glance.

However, she did not seem to have the intention to expose the matter, but looked at Chen Ning with a bright look, as if she had other plans and thoughts.

At this time, Chen Ning had already figured out the martial arts of the thin man on the battlefield.

He is also in the martial arts realm, but he is still much worse than Shen Ning.

Xu Qishang once said that under internal strength, that is, under great martial arts, Chen Ning's cultivation is the king. There is no way, it is so excellent.

So Chen Ning was not going to play with him anymore, so he deliberately made a mistake to let the other party notice. When the other party punched and attacked, Chen Ning's speed suddenly increased and he dodged and approached. A trick of iron mountain hitting the other party, and the thin man flew backwards in an instant and fell to the ground hard.

Everyone watching the game was stunned.

Zhao Baoyu actually won?

This... is such martial arts still unlearning?

Oh my God, is the education level of Qingzhou people so high?

"Catch the knife!"

Wang Beifeng panicked, and he could not accept the failure, so he was so angry that he actually took a long knife and threw it to the thin man.

The thin man endured the injury and took the long knife and made a knife-raising gesture.

Chen Ning raised his eyebrows, and his mood of entertainment began to become unhappy.

Are you ready to go to the weapon?

OK, then let’s have fun with you.
Chapter completed!