C5

"Who dares to be so arrogant?!" After drinking so much, Chou Yi, who was in a rage, rushed up and threw a wooden chair towards the door with a heavy momentum. Not to mention smashing someone, even an ox would only groan twice before falling to the ground.

The chair flew towards Boss Hu along with the energy. "Her strength is great, and she flies like lightning." "F * ck, f * ck, we're going to attack without saying anything. We're going to eat leopard gall." It was simple and direct. When the chair was hit by a heavy blade in the air, "Pu" the wood pieces flew everywhere, and a good wooden chair was forcibly split open in mid air, the chair legs were scattered, the wood pieces were scattered all over the ground, and from the looks of it, the wound was very rough, it was clearly not caused by a sharp weapon, but by brute force. Looking at Boss Hu's blade, the blade edge was already blunt, and it could be seen that Boss Hu was usually irritable.

Boss Hu strode forward, his anger rising. As he raised his sabre to chop down at Qian Er, she also woke up from her stupor. She knew things were not going well. Normally, the two of them would fight with each other, and since both of them belonged to the White Tiger Hall, it was inevitable that they would fight with each other over face. It was fine if the two of them fought with each other, but this time, the hall master was actually the one who started it. Qian Er knew he was in the wrong, but he could not lose face in front of his brothers. He pretended to be calm and picked up his mace and stood up. A loud roar rang out, "Hu Da, these few years, you've always been suppressing me in the hall. I admit that today, I will officially declare war on you and compete in victory or defeat. However, we have to agree on three rules."

When Boss Hu heard this, his anger surged. He tried his best to hold it in as he thought to himself, "Qian Er, if you go head to head with this guy, you'll win against seven, three, and me. There's nothing to be afraid of." He then said in a clear voice, "Fine, I'll give you a chance. Speak."

"1. This private matter between the two of us must not be known by those above. 2: Right here, at the end of the line. 3. Whoever loses will have to lower their head in the future. "

"F * ck, alright," Boss Hu jumped up. "Cut the crap. Let's see the real deal." A sabre with the head of a tiger was dancing with the might of a tiger. The sound of the sabre cleaving through the air was exceptionally ear-piercing.

In terms of strength, he knew that he could not fight head on. He could only use his wits, and with his inner strength, he used his mace to protect the vital points on his body.

The two weapons clashed, causing sparks to fly out, the impact to cause the air in front of Big Brother Hu's mouth to become numb. Before he could even react, the second blade was already coming, the same move, but faster and fiercer than the first blade, as he instinctively raised his staff to meet the first blade. The two of them originally had similar martial arts, but now the white tiger actually gained the upper hand. The situation had become one-sided, with saber lights splattering everywhere. The third, fourth, and the victory over the first were like endless waves pushing forward, layer after layer, and it was getting stronger and stronger, and Qu Er could not take it anymore, he knelt on one knee with rage in his heart. Even if he lost face, there was still blood in his heart, [If I were to be beaten like this by you, how am I to continue to survive?] When the fifth move came down, he could no longer care about the agreement. He put away the mace and did not defend against the counterattack. It was a battle in which both sides were heavily injured. "The middle path forward, towards the stomach of the white tiger, this side also caused the white tiger to be extremely surprised: This little brat did not want to fight with his life, and did not dare to go against it. The fifth blade did not come down, but the blade turned and sunk." "Zi!" The knife and the rod bent and flew towards the right leg. The White Tiger lifted its right leg and shot towards Qian Er's lower abdomen. The kick was quite exquisite, the momentum of the kick had weakened, and it was sudden, causing Qian Er to not be able to change his direction in time. Shocked and anxious, Qian Er charged forward. With his left hand clenched into a fist, his tensed muscles instantly burst forth with the strength to split a brick and split a stone, slamming it into the left side of Boss Hu's chest. In that instant, the two sides changed their moves too quickly. The kick that should have landed on his lower abdomen landed squarely on his lower back, causing him to grit his teeth in pain. At the same time, his left fist landed squarely on Boss Hu's chest. With a swoosh, both sides were sent flying away by his own force. With a pale face, Boss Hu began to sweat profusely as he tried his best to suppress the sweet taste in his mouth. He tried his best to lift the blade above his head, but no longer had the strength to bring it down. Qian Er didn't know what was going on and quickly said, "Boss Hu, let's call it a day. It's not good for anyone to see blood. I apologize, but in the future, things will still be your fault."

When Boss Hu heard this, he stopped attacking. Even if he attacked just in time, he would still be at the end of his tether. At this point, Qian Er's face was ashen, and he was trying his best to hold back the pain. Trying to keep these words steady was already not easy, and that kick almost made him lose his breath.

Without a word, he led his men away from the lobby. As he left the lobby, he clutched his chest and rubbed. The pain made Boss Hu grimace, "Damn, this kid sure is cruel."