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Chapter 222 The three-stroke agreement

"Oops! The guy surnamed Zhao is enraged. Now he comes up and uses his special moves. Hey..."

He Tianquan was horrified and shook his head sadly:

"Mr. Chen underestimated the enemy too much. He should not have stimulated Zhao Weide so much and made him go crazy. It was extremely unwise, extremely unwise..."

He Fangfang was extremely nervous, her heart already in her throat.

At this moment, she turned a deaf ear to He Tianquan's words, staring intently at Chen Ping with her beautiful eyes, praying for him secretly.

"Boom!"

Zhao Weide suddenly stomped the ground with both feet, rushing towards Chen Ping like a discharged cannonball.

A wave of air suddenly rolled up in the air, which was astonishing, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

The people around him were all frightened and looked at the scene in front of them with their mouths open, thinking that Chen Ping would definitely die.

Chen Ping stepped on the ground with both feet, but at this moment he had a nonchalant expression.

Facing Zhao Weide, who was running quickly, he didn't make any move at all, and there wasn't even a tremor in the expression on his face.

I don’t know if he was frightened or if he really had another trick up his sleeve.

Soon enough, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Weide had rushed to Chen Ping, only half a meter away!

"Suffer death, boy!"

Zhao Weide roared wildly and was about to use his ultimate move.

"roll!"

Chen Ping gave him a cold look and burst out a word from his mouth.

The next moment, Chen Ping raised his hand slightly and slapped Zhao Weide like lightning.

"Clang!"

There was a loud noise, and Zhao Weide's huge body was like a kite with a broken string, and was blown away by Chen Ping on the spot.

“Ding-deng-deng!”

Zhao Weide fell to the ground in embarrassment and took several steps back before struggling to steady his breathing. By now, his face was pale and his body was full of energy and blood.

"Okay! Great! Mr. Chen, beat him to death!"

He Fangfang was ecstatic and clapped her hands on the spot!

When Long Guowei saw this, he looked over with extremely cold eyes.

"Oops!"

He Tianquan secretly screamed, he did not expect his daughter to be so impulsive and support Chen Ping openly.

But now that the matter has come to this, there is nothing to retreat from.

The He family and the Lei family are mortal enemies, and Long Guowei is the lackey of the Lei family. In this case, it is easy to offend.

Chen Ping glanced at He Fangfang in surprise, but he didn't expect the beauty to support him.

This discovery made Chen Ping very happy!

"One move!"

Long Guowei immediately shouted loudly, confirming this fact first, for fear that Chen Ping would regret it.

As a result, Chen Ping only has two moves left.

Long Guowei would never believe that Chen Ping could really defeat Zhao Weide with two moves.

"Old guy, are you kidding me?"

He Fangfang was so angry that her eyes were about to burst, and she scolded Long Guowei unceremoniously:

"Is what Mr. Chen just did a move? It's obvious that he didn't use any force at all. He was just teasing the old man named Zhao. He didn't use a complete move at all."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I just took action, of course it has to be a move."

Chen Ping smiled and shook his head, showing a soft smile to He Fangfang: "It is my honor to have a beautiful lady take care of you!"

The more relaxed he appeared, the more angry Zhao Weide became and vomited blood.

He Fangfang was smiling and looked at Chen Ping with admiration.

She felt that Chen Ping was called a man. With such magnanimity and openness, even a woman would be tempted!

"ah!"

Zhao Weide roared wildly, his face instantly turned purple, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth.

At the same time, his aura suddenly surged, and his strength doubled.

It's just that Zhao Weide's face is also ugly. At this moment, his face is twisted in pain. It is obvious that he has paid a lot of money to improve his strength just now.

He is currently using the secret method of not passing on, which can quickly increase his potential and strength in a short period of time.

It's just that this secret method was passed down from southern Xinjiang and is extremely evil. It comes at the cost of madly burning people's essence, blood and souls, and has considerable sequelae.

Even if Zhao Weide can defeat Chen Ping as he wishes, he will be backlashed by the secret method, which can cause him to become obsessed at best, or completely disabled at worst!

However, the matter has come to this point, Zhao Weide is already riding a tiger and cannot get off, and he can no longer care so much.

If even Chen Ping, a young boy like him, cannot be dealt with and word spreads, he will become a joke in the circle and be ridiculed by everyone.

"Boom!"

Zhao Weide roared wildly and rushed towards Chen Ping again.

This time, he didn't hold anything back. His fists were like hammers, carrying overwhelming power and slamming him head-on.

The most surprising thing is that Zhao Weide's punching speed is not very fast, but incredibly slow.

However, every time he punched out, the power contained in it was terrifying, like a building collapsing, with a destructive power that swallowed everything.

"Buzz buzz!"

The surrounding air was trembling inexplicably, as if even the space could not withstand the power of Zhao Weide's fist. One can imagine how terrifying it was.

"Could it be...could this be the strength of a true top master?"

When He Tianquan saw this scene, he couldn't help but look extremely pale, and felt an unmatched feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

He asked himself, if he were Chen Ping now, he might not even be able to withstand a punch from Zhao Weide, and he would be beaten to death on the spot!

The people around him had their hearts in their throats and did not dare to speak out loud at this time. They all thought that Chen Ping was about to lose.

Chen Ping, on the other hand, was unhurried and stood calmly on the spot, neither hiding nor dodging.

His move surprised everyone.

"Boom!"

A terrifying gust of wind blew up, and at this time Zhao Weide's fist had already rushed over.

"Cloud-turning hand!"

Chen Ping sneered and whispered three words.

At the same time, the ghost doctor's mind was running at high speed, and the violent energy rushed out of the meridians in an instant and condensed on his palm.

He flipped his right hand gently in the air, and with a snap, as fast as lightning, he magically grabbed Zhao Weide's fist.

"..."

Zhao Weide suddenly felt that his fists had stagnated, as if they were caught in an invisible net, and all the strength in his body disappeared without a trace.

His expression changed with shock, and he hurriedly tried to retreat.

"Crack!"

Chen Ping did not hesitate, and with a slight flip of his palm, he actually broke Zhao Weide's fist.

"ah!"

Zhao Weide was in so much pain that he let out a scream on the spot and his face turned the color of pig liver.

"The second move! Chen Ping, you have already used the second move!"

Long Guowei hurriedly shouted: "If you can't defeat Mr. Zhao again, you will lose!"

"Yeah?"

Chen Ping smiled lightly: "You can calculate whatever you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that was holding Zhao Weide's fist suddenly twitched back, causing Zhao Weide's huge body to stagger.

The next moment, Chen Ping closed his palm into a fist and aimed at Zhao Weide and punched out suddenly.

"The third move!"
Chapter completed!
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