With a handsome punch, the ending of a vicious dog pooping. Everyone in the hall looked bad and became very weird.

Barron is a famous Huaxia master among them. He can't help but be proficient in Chinese culture and also proficient in Chinese Kung Fu. For this reason, he once changed n masters to teach him seriously, but now...

Barron turned over and climbed up from the ground, his face as gloomy as water, and his eyes were slightly red, like a beast that wanted to choose people to eat.

"When you trip under your feet, what kind of knight are you? A sinister villain." Barron shouted angrily.

Chen Tian raised his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "Do you think you are a knight?" Shouldn't you blame yourself for being blind and for being uneven on the ground?"

"I don't know how to do it, I can only fight like this. If you want to challenge me, then continue to do it. Otherwise, I will leave." Chen Tian said with confidence, without any shame or guilt for his "shaming" behavior.

He must not admit that he knew how to do Kung Fu. Now is no longer the era of information exchange in the past. At that time, because foreigners did not understand China, they thought that every Chinese could have the legendary Chinese Kung Fu, which was particularly powerful.

It is no exaggeration to say that in that era, because of the miracle created by Bruce Lee, as long as he was a Chinese, he could scare foreigners away with one or two martial arts moves.

But now that the network technology is so powerful, China, the mysterious country in the East, has been taken off the veil and has become less magical. If an ordinary Chinese student can have a good Chinese kung fu at this time, it can only mean that this international student is very difficult.

It will attract attention if it is not simple, and it may even be the MI6 Department of the country's intelligence department, which is the so-called mi6.

Of course, Chen Tian had dealt with people from MI6, and naturally knew their strength and surveillance. Therefore, once he performed too well, the people from MI6 were likely to list him as a lurking spy from China.

This is normal. Even in China, people with Longwu will do this.

Disguise is not only about appearance and sound, but also about inner self.

International students do not know how to do Kung Fu, and Chen Tian does not know how to do Kung Fu either. But if anyone wants to bully him, a person who “does not know how to do Kung Fu”, he will obviously have to pay a certain price. Just like Barron at this time...

Barron roared and punched Chen Tian again. This was a bit like a Chinese cannon fist. It can be seen that the Chinese Kung Fu teacher Barron was looking for was still of a little strength.

It’s just that all this is a silence in front of Chen Tian. Although Chen Tian is not convenient to take action, he has some solutions...

"ah!"

With a panic scream, Chen Tian quickly used both hands to protect his head, looking passively waiting for the beating. As a result, he didn't know whether he was intentional, intentional, or intentional... His hand raised, the wine glass in his hand just blocked the route of Barron's fist.

At this time, Barron's fist was very fast and powerful. Especially when he saw that Chen Tian had not fought back at all and looked like he was waiting for the beating, he sneered repeatedly, thinking that his chance to take revenge had finally come. This time he must punch the kid three meters away.

At this time, everyone else saw the situation on the field clearly. Almost everyone except Anne couldn't help but applaud.

"good!"

"Beat him!"

"Blow him out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a series of sounds, "Boom, click, ah, thud...", and the people in the venue were applauding stopped in an instant, stunned and silent.

Barron punched the glass with a punch. The great force instantly shattered the glass. The glass exploded, and countless pieces of glass pierced into Barron's fist. His right hand was instantly bleeding, and his five fingers were faintly visible.

The right hand was almost ruined, and the heart-wrenching pain made Barron unable to help but let out a pig-killing howl. Then he didn't have time to continue attacking Chen Tian, ​​and stepped forward all the way.

Looking at Chen Tian again, he still looked pitiful with his hands holding his head, looking extremely aggrieved. But no one showed a strange scene...

Logically speaking, there were broken glass fragments, and they should fly forward under Barron's fist, which means that there should be many stabs on Chen Tian. However, the situation at the scene was that no glass fragments splashed on Chen Tian. Some did fly towards him, but they immediately changed direction in the next second and flew over from him.

It’s like he has a layer of lucky halo given by God. Any bad thing will automatically stay away once it gets close and cannot cause harm to him.

In fact, there is indeed a halo on his body, but it is not visible to outsiders, and it is not given by God. The internal force is released from the outside and automatically forms a rain shield. Even the pervasive water flow cannot contaminate his body, let alone these glass fragments.

But no one present could see through this, because although these people knew about Chinese Kung Fu, they knew nothing about the mysterious internal energy, especially in this atheistic world, who would believe that such a strange thing would really happen?

In fact, if you really use scientific methods to explain these things, it is not different. At least it can be said that it is because Chen Tian’s own magnetic field affects the magnetic field on the surface of his body. The magnetic field changes, and everything that cannot be explained naturally looks weird.

In addition, Barron's bloody injury and scream attracted everyone's attention at the first time. Who would care about a passive international student who was beaten...

Barron held his right wrist tightly with his left hand, sweating profusely, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He looked up at Chen Tian, ​​his angry flames burning, but there was a trace of indescribable fear.

How could this happen? How could he be unlucky if he attacked him? It is impossible, this should never be. He cannot be better than me, he is just lucky.

Thinking of this in his heart, Barron decided to try again, but he didn't believe that his luck would continue to decline.

"Baron, Baron. Come with me to see the doctor. Your hands are bleeding a lot." A woman stepped forward anxiously.

Barron shook his head coldly, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it. I want to try again."

"Baron, Baron. You are injured, and..." The woman persuaded him again, but unfortunately Baron was already angry and thought so much. She endured the severe pain and rushed forward a few steps, then raised one leg and thrust into the air like a long steel stick. The wind shouted loudly. It was obvious that this attack was extremely powerful. When he was kicked, he had to fly out at least three meters...

Chen Tian glared and shouted, "Ah, are you still fighting?"

Everyone also widened their eyes, staring at everything in the field, vowing to see every move, every detail on the field, and why Barron failed again and again.

Near, closer!

Is Barron going to succeed this time?!

Everyone held their breath and waited for it, but the next second everyone stared at each other, stunned again, with complex expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

I saw Barron's legs thrust towards Chen Tian. Chen Tian was so scared that he hurriedly retreated. Barron suddenly jumped forward on the ground and followed up. Originally, this was a very beautiful, chic and domineering move to sway the legs in the air. But what I never expected was that Barron's position after jumping up and falling was exactly where the wine glass was broken just now.

There were wet wine and some glass fragments remaining on the ground. Barron fell down and immediately slipped his feet. Then, as everyone watched him stumble on the ground, his whole back thumped down against the ground, and his head also made a loud noise on the floor. The most tragic thing was that the glass fragments remaining on the ground pierced into his back...

Everyone was stunned for a moment, the audience was silent and silent!

Everyone stared at Chen Tian with complex eyes, puzzled, curious, angry, and afraid... Many emotions were hidden in everyone's eyes, and they were really mixed.

How could this happen? What did you give birth to? Could it be that he is really God’s favorite, and all those who dare to do bad things to him will be in trouble?

Because everyone looked at it very seriously and carefully just now, everyone clearly saw that the reason why Barron missed again was not because Chen Tian sat down, but because Barron's luck was really bad.

Speaking of so many places in the hall, Barron jumped up and fell, and he stepped on the spilling wine. Isn’t this a bad luck?

Looking at Chen Tian again, he just took two steps back and did nothing. If he defeated Barron, he would be able to hit people from a distance with magic.

Of course, Chen Tian did not know how to spell, and it was empty talk about hurting people from afar, but it would definitely be impossible to say that Barron's failure again had nothing to do with him.

Because although Chen Tian did nothing on the surface, his brain was calculating and laying out.

He seemed to have simply taken two steps back, but the two steps distance determined the position where Barron needed to jump up and where he needed to fall. Because only the right distance could allow Barron to launch his attack, and it was not appropriate to take one more step or take one less step.

In addition, Chen Tian's reassurance of retreating was naturally also important. He wanted to ensure that Barron's attack on him would pass through the spilled wine, which also required his exquisite calculations.

In other words, Barron's every move is in his calculations. How can Barron be unbeaten? How can he not be miserable?

But by the way, Baron, who thought he was invincible after learning some Chinese kung fu, was like a little brat in front of Chen Tian. Whether it was his combat experience or control of the battlefield, he was a thousand miles away from Chen Tian. With such a huge gap between the enemy and us, his defeat was actually destined!

Of course, although all this is true, no one in the venue can understand it, so the people in the venue attributed all this to Chen Tian’s luck, he was a man who was favored by God.

So next time, we have to provoke him. We must not be close to him, but approach him, so that we can make a fool of ourselves!&1t;
Chapter completed!