C7 Fighting Against Ermin

When they got up in the morning, they started to chat at the door. Chen Zhen was also there.

"If the two of them go together, I won't be worried at all." The voice of Nong Jinwu came from afar.

"Chen Zhen, Ting'en, wait a moment. I also want to go. I heard that Ermin is very powerful. With more people, we can take care of each other." Yang Xuan shouted from afar.

Huo Ting'en turned around and said, "This is a duel between our Fist of Fury and Ermin. You aren't suitable for it. Besides, you have only practiced martial arts for a few days. You won't be able to help."

At this moment, Lee Shuwen's lean body slowly walked over. "Ting'en, let Xuan go with you. I have confidence in my disciple. He will also be able to see the world. If there is no danger, Xuan will not make a move."

"Alright, Xuan, wait behind us." Since Lee Shuwen had spoken, Huo Ting'en could only nod and say.

"Alright, Brother." Everyone was a young man. Because Yang Xuan was more cheerful and talkative, they did not look as serious as they did before. Furthermore, they were all young people, so they soon got along.

After getting familiar with him, they found out that Chen Zhen was a fool. He was not stupid, but he was not good at expressing himself.

Huo Ting'en was even simpler. He was a simple person himself. He was just an unlucky guy who was suppressed by the headmaster, the honor, and the Fist of Fury.

As he spoke, he had already arrived at the Rainbow Dojo. Sure enough, the traitor was Ah Qiang, who was killed by Ermin with a single shot.

Ermin, who was very arrogant, waved his hand at his subordinates. "Don't come in without my order."

Only then did Yang Xuan truly feel the sorrow of this era. He was burning with anger. Ermin was dead for sure today.

Huo Ting'en could no longer hold back and attacked. He leapt into the middle of the road and was sent flying by Ermin's heavy punch. Huo Ting'en jumped back and rushed up again, using his heavy fist to attack Ermin's path.

Ermin held the plaque in one hand and counterattacked with the other. He did not care about the heavy fist that hit him.

Ermin turned around and threw a punch and an elbow at the same time. He kicked Huo Ting'en to the ground and smashed the plaque towards Huo Ting'en, who was on the ground.

According to the plot, Chen Zhen should have made a move, but Yang Xuan could not hold it in anymore. He immediately stopped the plaque with one hand and smashed it with his palm.

Without saying a word, Yang Xuan leaned against the mountain and charged towards Ermin. This was the first time Yang Xuan had used his full strength since he had arrived in this world. The 300 kilograms of psychokinesis attached to his body gradually increased. The power of four people, the peak of the Dark Strength, all erupted.

Bang! Ermin was like a car that had hit him, and he was sent flying out of the Martial Arts Hall.

Yang Xuan did not give him the chance to get up. He lifted his leg and the six elbows of the eight extremes boxing landed on Ermin's position. Because Ermin's back was facing Yang Xuan, it was a coincidence that the elbows broke Ermin's spine and he could no longer stand up.

However, Yang Xuan did not know that Huaxia was a military power in the Main Plane. No one had ever insulted them like this.

Yang Xuan ran over and directly mounted Ermin. With the power of his psychokinesis, he punched Ermin's head hard. After all, when fighting, one had to hit one's face. Every hit would be a critical hit.

After a long time.

"Stop fighting. He's dead." Chen Zhen's voice came from behind.

Only then did Yang Xuan realize that Ermin's face was covered in blood. His eyeballs were bursting, and his head was crushed.

Yang Xuan, who had just reacted, could not help but feel a tumble in his stomach. In the Main Plane, not to mention killing people, he had never even killed a chicken. He had just thrown up in the garden. What was even more unlucky was that he had just eaten something good before he left the house. Now, he had even vomited out the bile.

After that, it was the same as the original story. Ah Qiang became the scapegoat.

After returning to the Fist of Fury, he reported all the details to his master.

"Master, my stomach is still feeling very uncomfortable." Yang Xuan said with a pale face.

"Kid, killing people just now was like this. It will slowly get better in the future." Lee Shuwen comforted him.

"I originally wanted to pass on your master's ultimate skill, the Six Joint Spear. Unfortunately, you don't like spears." Lee Shuwen said with pity.

"Uhh, Master, I really don't like spears. I don't like using swords either. I like using heavy weapons like knives or axes." Yang Xuan said with an apologetic face.

"Yeah, Xuan. Master has finished my business here and is preparing to go back to Cangzhou. Do you want to come with me?"

"Master, your disciple has been out for a while now. I'm going home to visit my parents."

"Alright, Master. My hometown is Wang Nanliang Village in Cangzhou County, Hebei Province. You can find my house when you say my name," Lee Shuwen said.

"Alright, Master. I'll come back to see you after I see my parents," Yang Xuan said.

Yang Xuan felt that the luggage here was useless, so he packed it up and gave it to the beggar. He would walk around the street to see if there was anything he could buy. After all, he still had 14,000 silver coins left. In reality, he did not have much money on hand.

"Customer, it's you. Do you have any good stuff to sell?" The shopkeeper asked politely.

That's right. Yang Xuan had come to the shop where he had sold the watch last time. "Shopkeeper, do you have antiques here?"

"Yes, yes. You can choose whichever you like," the shopkeeper said with a smile.

"I have 14,000 taels of silver here. I like painting, so you can choose anything else." As he spoke, he placed his hand on the counter and exerted a little force. When he opened his hand, there was a palm print that was about a centimeter away from the wooden board. "Remember not to deceive me with fake goods. Otherwise, hmph."

"Understood, understood." The shopkeeper's eyes narrowed. This person was not simple. He hurriedly found a few good items. "The items are here."

It was still in the alleyway when he came here.

The system returned.

His eyes blinked, and the environment changed. He was back in the company's dormitory. He looked at the alarm clock. Hah, it had not even been an hour.

He was so excited that he clenched his fists and felt the powerful force. Sigh, it was only early in the morning. He had no choice but to wait until tomorrow.

He smiled as he fell asleep, and the night passed without a word.

Because he was practicing martial arts, Yang Xuan woke up very early. He made a phone call to the lady boss.

"Hello, Lady Boss, I will be going out for a few days. Yes, yes, I can use the computer to work during that night. Okay, okay." Yang Xuan replied.

Because the leather furs that the company sold were not very popular during the summer, he would only be on duty to see if there were any customers coming in to buy clothes. Therefore, it was very easy to ask for leave.

Yang Xuan checked online. After all, he had never come into contact with the antique industry before. He chose a relatively famous auction house.

Fuji Auction House.

After cleaning up, he went to Shanghai. Yes, he was right. He was going to take a taxi. Although Yang Xuan had his own car, he still had a headache when he saw the Whiteflower that was located in the Whiteflower. The traffic was like a spider web, and the subway was so crowded that it made him dizzy. Anyway, he was going to be rich soon, so he did not mind.

When he arrived at the entrance of Fuji Auction House, it was not bad. It was worthy of being an international auction house. The scene was grand.

The atmosphere was heavy.

He felt the magnificent hall and slowly walked inside.

“Hello sir, may I ask if you are here to bid for an item or to participate in an auction?” A salesperson asked respectfully.