Wang Mengyue's chest was fluctuating and undulating. Chen Hui finally revealed his true face.

"Grandpa, we won't lose. The eldest brother has already broken through one star, so we are not afraid of them!"

Wang Mengyue pulled her grandfather's sleeve and said.

"Yes, the master asked me to go on. I want to give them some colors. I want them to know that my junior sister is not something that everyone can think of!"

The eldest brother snorted and stood up and said.

Mr. Wang had no choice but to nod.

"Okay, since that's the case, then Xiaoqiang, Mengyue's happiness will be placed on you!"

"Hahaha, that's right, old man!"

Chen Hui looked like he had succeeded in his treacherous plan, as if he had seen Wang Mengyue take off all her clothes and sleep on his bed.

Meng Yang, who was on the other side, laughed when he saw this scene.

The feeling that Liao Zhenkui gave him seemed not that simple. Although he looked soft and weak, he had a cold and cold breath on his body. Meng Yang was sure that Liao Zhenkui's strength would definitely not be weaker than that of his senior brother.

Without a competition, Meng Yang had already guessed the ending.

Today, this senior brother is destined to lose, and Wang Mengyue’s happiness for half her life is gone.

Meng Yang felt that Wang Mengyue was turning to look at him. He looked curious and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wang Mengyue stared at Meng Yang without blinking and asked, "Do you really not even beat a sandbag?"

Meng Yang was stunned, but he didn't expect Wang Mengyue to ask about this.

“I’ve beaten that sandbag?

It will explode in half an hour!"

Meng Yang said honestly.

"cut!"

Wang Mengyue didn't believe it at all: "You will lie. The sandbag is obviously fine, how could it explode in half an hour?

It seems that today is over, I really want to marry this bastard Chen Hui."

Wang Mengyue looked depressed. She originally called Meng Yang over to ask Meng Yang to teach Chen Hui a lesson, but she didn't expect that it would be like this.

Meng Yang used to fight fifty strong men alone, so how could he not even beat a sandbag?

In her eyes, Meng Yang's ability should be very strong, but this guy is not good at using it, but he can't even beat a sandbag, and he can't help but feel a little depressed for a moment.

"That may not be possible. If you asked me to help you, you wouldn't have married Chen Hui!"

Meng Yang said with a smile.

Wang Mengyue rolled her eyes, looked at Meng Yang and snorted: "You can't even beat a sandbag, how could you be Liao Zhenkui's opponent?

Let’s take a good look at my senior brother!”

"OK!"

Meng Yang smiled and said, "I'm going to see how your senior brother is going to lose!"

Wang Mengyue was so angry that she stamped her feet. Is this Meng Yang deliberately angry with her?

It's already this time, and I'm still joking about her here.

Now the two people with the highest cultivation level in the martial arts hall are Mr. Wang and Senior Brother.

For the happiness of his granddaughter, Mr. Wang thought about it and was about to take action with his disciple, otherwise he would export Wang Mengyue, which would not be worth it.

"We must cooperate well later. We must not lose this battle!"

Mr. Wang stared at his disciple and said, "He felt that Liao Zhenkui was good at it, otherwise Chen Hui would not have taken out a 10 million dowry as a bet."

He knew that if he let his disciple face it alone, he would definitely not be able to win, and he had no choice but to stand up.

Even if you win by two or one, it will not be glorious, but as long as you can ensure that Wang Mengyue will not marry Chen Hui.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely do my best!"

At this time, Liao Zhenkui had already started to move. He stepped on the ground, and the earth roared, and his whole body rushed out like a sharp sword.

The speed is extremely fast. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t even capture the shadow. I have to say that Liao Zhenkui’s cultivation is indeed good. Although it is not as good as Meng Yang, it is much stronger than this senior brother and Mr. Wang.

The two of them collided with their palms, and a powerful roar was heard between the stage. In an instant, Mr. Wang's figure flew backwards and fell to the ground and vomited blood.

The eldest brother couldn't help but be surprised. Liao Zhenkui was so powerful.

Although his master's cultivation has declined, he is still one star. He didn't expect that he could not even get through a single move in Liao Zhenkui's hands. This is too exaggerated.

"Are you going to come?"

Liao Zhenkui couldn't help but smile proudly. Even Mr. Wang was not as good as him. How powerful could his apprentice be?

The eldest brother was already a little guilty, but for the happiness of his junior sister, he had to rush up with his teeth.

"My master was injured, so he would be defeated by you, but I am different. I just broke through today, so I will definitely not let my junior sister marry Chen Hui!"

The eldest brother clenched his fists.

Mr. Wang was lying on the ground, and Liao Zhenkui's punch completely defeated his confidence. Liao Zhenkui's strength was unexpectedly strong.

The eldest brother has just been promoted to one star and is definitely not his opponent.

"Qianzi, you retreat, you are no match for him!"

"No, Master, even if I am not his opponent, I still have to fight. The junior sister must not marry a scum like Chen Hui?"

The eldest brother took a step forward, looking generously at death. His image suddenly became much taller. He looked at Liao Zhenkui with red eyes: "Come on, I see how powerful you are!"

"hehe!"

Unexpectedly, this young man was not afraid of death. Liao Zhenkui said, "Since you are seeking death, I will give you my help!"

After saying that, Liao Zhenkui's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when it appeared, it had already landed in front of the elder brother.

The eldest brother hurriedly stretched out his arms to block it, but it was too late at this moment.

Liao Zhenkui's fist had already hit him, and with a crack sound, the elder brother's arm that was blocking his chest was curled strangely. Before Liao Zhenkui's fist had stopped, the remaining force hit his chest, and another crack sound came. The elder brother's ribs were broken three more, and his figure flew backwards and hit the wall directly.

"puff!"

The eldest brother vomited blood and his face was sad. He was lying on the ground at this moment, but he couldn't even stand up.

"What a rubbish!"

Liao Zhenkui patted the dust on his body, too lazy to look at him again.

Wang Mengyue couldn't help but look pale. Did she lose like this?

Mr. Wang and the disciples of Zhendong Martial Arts Hall clenched their fists, but Liao Zhenkui's strength was beyond imagination and they were not able to compete with them.

However, Meng Yang came over at this time, looked at Wang Mengyue and said, "I just said that if you ask me for help, you would not marry Chen Hui!"

Wang Mengyue curled her lips and asked tentatively: "Are you really okay?"

"sure!"

Meng Yang said confidently.

However, Mr. Wang immediately walked over from the side: "Nothing!"

He stared at Meng Yang with some anger and said, "You are a doctor, you don't even know how to do martial arts. How can you beat Liao Zhenkui?"

Wang Mengyue couldn't help but sigh. Indeed, this guy couldn't even beat a sandbag, and was not as good as a senior brother. How could he be Liao Zhenkui's opponent?

It must be that she was thinking too much! "Forget it, Meng Yang, I appreciate your kindness, but I can't harm you. I will marry Chen Hui!"

Wang Mengyue knew that her fate was incompetent, and there was no one she loved by Chen Hui.

Now she can only accept her fate.

"It's okay, you won't marry him, I'll help you!"
Chapter completed!