"Boy!"

Cheng Jiping half-squinted his eyes and said lightly: "You'd better be serious, because the showdown is a very serious matter."

Du Yong was panicked and couldn't help but shout, "It's a bit serious, isn't it a competition?"

Cheng Jiping's expression remained unchanged and emphasized in a deep voice: "It's a showdown! I want to see what the young man who has a private lifelong scandal with my daughter has!"

"Private lifelong?"

Du Yong asked Cangtian speechlessly and whispered: "I have never seen Miss Cheng before, how could I make a private life with her?"

"Um?"

Cheng Jiping glared at his eyes and said unhappily: "I'll just follow your tone and make a lifelong decision with my daughter. Do you still feel wronged?"

"No!"

Du Yong quickly waved his hand and made a few gestures, defending him: "I mean, rumors are not my business. In my opinion, it should be a vulgar person who dislikes me and deliberately spreads it. I was trying hard to dispel the rumors at that time, but unfortunately no one believed it!"

Cheng Jiping raised his eyebrows: "That means, if you don't let you down for life with my daughter?"

"right!"

Du Yong nodded subconsciously, and after saying that something was wrong, he quickly corrected it: "This is not a matter of grievance or not. It is obvious that someone deliberately made trouble, just to arouse Uncle Cheng's anger, and I am just an innocent victim. So Uncle Cheng, you should face off against the vulgar people who are secretly making trouble, not with me, I am a good person."

"Talk!"

Cheng Jiping snorted coldly, and grabbed a wooden root from a weapon rack and smashed it horizontally at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to see.

Du Yong could not have thought that Cheng Jiping would fight as soon as he said that, and was shocked on the spot.

This old boy is not good at martial arts, and he doesn't say anything about the trick before he starts. Although he just smashes the stick, it has a very heavy and terrifying spirit, which gives people the feeling of a landslide and a sudden flood.

Since entering Dali Temple, Du Yong has seen many masters, each with his own style, and Cheng Jiping is definitely the most special one.

He took action with no hesitation, like Mu Feixiong.

It is so strong and full of pressure, like Mr. Tiger and the barefoot old ghost.

The movements are elegant and beautiful, and they are natural, and they are like Qu Yixiong and Zhang Pocheng.

At this time, the stick had flew over and aimed at Du Yong's ribs, and there was no way to avoid it. If it was not blocked, it would be inevitable that it would become disabled.

Du Zongcheng and Du Zonglong couldn't help but frown.

Both of them knew that Cheng Jiping might have come for the rumors of his daughter, so it was understandable to ask Du Yong to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he used such a thunderous method at the beginning, he did lose the demeanor of his elders.

However, Cheng Jiping is not a person who talks about demeanor, so Du Zongcheng and Du Zonglong can do nothing.

Du Zonglong wanted to stop him, but it was too late because the wooden stick was too fast.

"drink!"

At this critical moment, Du Yong shouted wildly and directly activated "The Indestructible Magical Art". This was his ultimate move and a choice made by decisive decisions. He didn't want to become disabled.

The wooden stick hit the ribs firmly.

Really powerful fight!

With a bang, the wooden stick broke into powder, shot it in all directions, and then slowly fell, like fireworks.

Seeing that Du Yong had nothing to do, Cheng Jiping couldn't help but exclaim, with a faint look of praise in his eyes.

"See the trick!"

Du Yong took advantage of the fact that the wood chips were blocking his vision and threw out two toothpicks and stabbed Cheng Jiping's eyes. At the same time, he suddenly raised his true energy and flashed to Cheng Jiping's flank, pulled out a knife and stabbed him in his temple. This set of fierceness was no less than that of dealing with the bandits of the Fire Wolf Gang.

Now I have to fight because Cheng Jiping's eyes were very excited, and he clearly wanted to have fun with Du Yong. If Du Yong shrinks timidly, it is likely to cause even worse effects.

Facing an opponent like Cheng Jiping, Du Yong must take the initiative to attack. If he defends passively, he may not be able to withstand even if he uses the magical power of protecting the body.

Just now, he seemed to have successfully resolved the attack of the wooden stick, but Du Yong's whole body was extremely sore, and several of his ribs seemed to have been broken.

When competing with Cheng Jiping, of course, you cannot compete for foundation and resilience, you must compete for strange tricks.

Du Yong's first strange move is fast, both hidden weapons and light skills reflect the word fast.

"good!"

Facing Du Yong's ruthlessness, Cheng Jiping was not only not angry, but was very happy.

While speaking, Cheng Jiping spoke with great force and easily smashed the toothpick. At the same time, he raised two fingers up and clamped the blade of the short knife with a slight difference. He twisted it easily and turned Du Yong around for a few times, then let go of the knife and gave him a real force, which knocked Du Yong away who was almost fainted.

Cheng Jiping did all this without even moving his heels, his neck did not twist, and even his eyes did not blink. In sharp contrast with Du Yong's big moves, he successfully suppressed Du Yong's speed.

Du Yong landed three feet away and staggered for more than ten steps before he stood firm. His head was dizzy and his right hand holding the knife was a little numb. He quickly used Qi therapy and recovered immediately.

Du Zongcheng and Du Zonglong were obviously relieved.

It's a good time to call a stop now.

However, before Du Zongcheng could speak, Du Yong started to act again, and he heard him say in a deep voice: "Please forgive me for being rude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Yong flashed a series of flashes, and immediately transformed into many afterimages, which were very beautiful.

Du Zongcheng was stunned and said to himself: "Is this the body technique of our Du family?"

Du Zonglong shook his head and murmured: "Absolutely not. Our Du family does not have such a strange body technique."

Du Zongcheng continued to ask: "Where did he learn it?"

Du Zonglong guessed: "It should be that I bought light skills on the black market. After all, Xiao Yong had been to the Pingzhou black market."

This speculation is quite good, but Du Zonglong immediately suspected that he had been to the black market and knew quite well that there would never be such a powerful light skills sale on the black market.

After thinking about it, Du Zonglong corrected: "It's not a black market. Looking at Xiao Yong's afterimage, there is still a little bit of Du's body skills. I guess he should have improved."

Du Zongcheng nodded and agreed with this inference.

There were fifteen afterimages, almost surrounding the schoolyard. It was difficult to distinguish the true or false, but it was not difficult for Cheng Jiping. His perception firmly locked Du Yong's true body and did not take the initiative to attack. He wanted to see what methods Du Yong would use next.

At this moment, fifteen afterimages slapped out a palm at the same time, and two crossed sword winds were drawn.

"Fancy!"

Cheng Jiping laughed in his heart, because he knew Du Yong's real body was on the left, so he just needed to be on the left. Although Du Yong and Zhang Feng and Dao Feng were fierce, he would not be taken seriously by him.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiping swept his legs quickly and freely. He was very confident. Just by this lever wind, he could not only block Du Yong's sword wind and palm wind, but also knock Du Yong away again.

Cheng Jiping expected that Du Yong's true body was indeed on the left, and his leg wind did disperse Du Yong's sword wind and successfully knocked Du Yong away again.

However, what Ling Cheng Jiping did not expect was that Du Yong's palm wind turned around and hit his shoulder hard, knocking him back two steps. The scorching power even invaded his meridians, which was extremely sour and numb.

While Cheng Jiping was stunned, Du Yong reorganized his team and rushed forward, rushed to Cheng Jiping's side, and started a hand-to-hand combat.

This is a real hand-to-hand combat. Du Yong's knife, fist, elbow, knee, shoulder, and even the head are all weapons. Moreover, Du Yong's speed is extremely fast, and he often uses several moves at once, which is dazzling.

Gu Zhu

Cheng Jiping subconsciously resisted, and the more he blocked, the more frightened he became, because he found that Du Yong was like a bronze man, extremely tough.

Bang!

Du Yong's forehead hit Cheng Jiping's fist, but nothing happened to his head, but he almost broke Cheng Jiping's knuckles.

Du Yong's move was out of order, like a fool.

Cheng Jiping was caught off guard and passively resisted more than eighty moves, and never took the initiative to attack once.

"interesting!"

While Cheng Jiping resisted, he chuckled softly, preparing to find an opportunity to give Du Yong a ruthless move.

However, just at the 90th move, Du Yong's shoulder hit Cheng Jiping's fist, snorted miserably, threw it back, spitting a few mouthfuls of blood in the air, and fell four feet into the sky, feeling very embarrassed.

"Xiao Yong!"

Du Zonglong felt panicked and jumped over to check Du Yong's situation.

Du Yong jumped up, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and bowed to Cheng Jiping: "Uncle Cheng is very skilled in martial arts. The boy admires it, and sincerely thanks Uncle Cheng for his guidance."

This sentence was filled with tremolo, indicating that Du Yong had suffered internal injuries.

Cheng Ji Ping said lightly: "You guy is very good, you are not flirting with fame."

Du Yong thought to himself that he finally passed the hurdle and said gratefully: "Thank you, Uncle Cheng for showing mercy!"

If you are proud, you will easily get overwhelmed. Du Yong's words are straight and full of energy, so you will not look like you are suffering from internal injuries.

Cheng Jiping said furiously: "Good boy, how dare you fool me!"

Du Yong was panicked and quickly pretended to be weak and tragic: "How dare I act like an uncle? I'm really injured!"

Cheng Jiping shouted: "You are obviously full of energy. Do you treat me as a fool?"

"Return to the light!"

Du Yong touched his throat, and his voice turned hoarse again, and said seriously: "I must have returned to my mind just now, so my throat has temporarily regained its vitality."

Rebirth?

Do you dare to talk a little more?

Cheng Jiping was almost angry and pointed at Du Yong, and couldn't speak for a long time.
To be continued...