Pretty Girl’s General Guard

0After Zhong Yang finished speaking, his expression turned serious. The way he looked at Chen Junlin was completely different from before. This time, he had to use all of his strength. He couldn't give Chen Junlin any chance.    0

    

His body turned violent once again as he rushed towards Chen Junlin. Chen Junlin's speed was even faster. Before Zhong Yang could rush over, Chen Junlin had already arrived in front of him.    

    

"So fast!" The elder below the stage exclaimed.    

    

An iron fist smashed towards Zhong Yang's chest. Seeing this, Zhong Yang knew that he could not dodge it anymore. He planned to clash head on with him, but at the same time, he also punched forward. The collision of the fist and the fist was comparable. However, it was obvious that Zhong Yang was at a disadvantage.    

    

He was thrown five meters away by the punch, and almost fell off the stage. He was very shocked by Chen Junlin's strength. Logically speaking, even if he had reached the Middle Period of the Master realm, he shouldn't have such a powerful strength. Then there was only one point. From the beginning, he hadn't used his full strength. Instead, he had saved his strength and used it to break through the bottleneck.    

    

Thinking about how he had looked down on Chen Junlin, Zhong Yang's face became even more ferocious. Then, he released his True Qi and used a huge amount of force to turn the True Qi into a physical body and instill a large amount of True Qi into it. Suddenly, a sphere that looked like a strong wind appeared once again. As it grew bigger and bigger, it found an opportunity and threw it in Chen Junlin's direction.    

    

During this period of time, he used a special technique to separate the sphere and turn it into the shape of a bullet. Chen Junlin didn't panic at all when he saw this. He had experienced this kind of technique and pulled out the iron rod from his back. As soon as he took it out, it started spinning.    

    

His speed increased bit by bit, forming a wall of wind. Zhong Yang's gas attacks were all blocked by this wall of wind until he blocked the last attack.    

    

Chen Junlin put away the iron rod and used his inner energy to sound. He said in a deep voice, "Now it's my turn!"    

    

After he finished speaking, Chen Junlin jumped onto a small tree and slowly started to circulate his True Qi. The familiar technique appeared again and a fireball the size of a persimmon slowly took shape. It was still growing bigger and its color kept changing.    

    

"I see you are good at playing ball. Then let's compete with whose balls are better!" Chen Junlin said again.    

    

When Zhong Yang saw the fiery red ball, he suddenly thought of something. He had seen this move in Jinling when Senior Officer was fighting the old patriarch of Murong family, Moo Ying. Senior Officer had used this move to defeat the old patriarch of Murong family.    

    

The masked man on the tree also used this move. At this moment, he finally understood the identity of this man. He was the war god of Z Country! The military's Senior Officer!    

    

After knowing Chen Junlin's identity, he began to panic. He knew Senior Officer's strength. If he had known that he was fighting the war god, he wouldn't have come. He had no confidence in defeating him. Not to mention when he saw him in Jinling, the war god was an early stage master. He didn't have confidence in defeating him. Now that he was a Middle Period of the Master, it was even more impossible for him to defeat him.    

    

At first, he thought that Senior Officer was a young man with good talent and arrogance. But now, it seemed like he wasn't arrogant at all. This was his strength.    

    

"You, you are..."    

    

Zhong Yang was just about to reveal Chen Junlin's identity, but seeing that Chen Junlin had already gathered so many fireballs, he couldn't afford to be distracted.    

    

Immediately after, he activated all of his true qi, planning to use the Qi Wave to resist Chen Junlin's Fire Ion.    

    

Very soon, Zhong Yang's sphere of True Qi appeared. It was a white ball of gas. This time, he injected all of his True Qi and inner energy into it. He did not hold back at all, because he knew the power of Chen Junlin's fireball on the tree.    

    

As Chen Junlin's giant fire ions, which were about five meters in diameter, were formed.    

    

"Watch out!"    

    

With that, Chen Junlin gathered the balls with both hands and threw them at Zhong Yang. Zhong Yang's Qi waves had already formed, but compared to Chen Junlin's, it was obvious that they were a little lacking.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

The red fireball and the white wind ball collided. At this time, it was obvious that the fire ions were slowly devouring the Qi wave. Little by little, the Qi waves were successfully swallowed by the fire ions.    

    

"Not good!" Zhong Yang cried out in alarm. He was just about to run away, but it was already too late.    

    

The Fire Ion was extremely fast. It hit Zhong Yang's body. Zhong Yang used the last of his Zhen Qi to protect a few vital parts of his body. However, he was still sent flying seven or eight meters away by the force. He rushed down the stage and smashed into a pillar.    

    

Dong!    

    

The pillar naturally could not withstand the pressure and was smashed into pieces. Zhong Yang spurted out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, he no longer had any inner energy or True Qi. Although it protected his vital parts and did not endanger his life, this strike would also leave him with sequelae. At least, he wouldn't be able to receive such an attack for the next year.    

    

On the battlefield, Chen Junlin stood there. At this moment, he was like a god of war. His domineering aura and cold eyes were staring at everyone in the arena.    

    

At this time, the reporters below the stage rushed onto the stage and aimed their microphones at Chen Junlin.    

    

"Sir, please give your acceptance speech."    

    

"Sir, why are you wearing a mask? What does it mean?" Chen Junlin asked.    

    

"Sir, can I leave your name?"    

    

...    

    

The reporters and the media asked a series of questions. Zhong Yang, on the other hand, ignored them. This was the difference between the winner and the loser.    

    

Chen Junlin looked at the camera and took a microphone from a reporter. He said, "I came here this time for the bet. Now that I have won, I believe that as the number one family in Zhong Prefecture, Young Master Xiao Liang will keep his promise, right?"    

    

Chen Junlin looked at Xiao Liang as he spoke. He had deliberately used the words "number one family in Zhong Prefecture" in order to make Xiao Liang unable to find a reason. If the number one family in Zhong Prefecture broke their promise, it would become a scandal.    

    

Xiao Liang's face was pale. He didn't expect that the warriors he had spent 300 million to find would be no match for Ye Junlin. Ye Junlin was clearly ranked 100th on the Sky Ranking. Why would Zhong Yang, who was ranked 80th, lose so badly?    

    

The camera was aimed at Xiao Liang. Xiao Liang smiled awkwardly. "The Xiao family has always kept our promise. From now on, we will not disturb Su Qian and her family. Mr. Ye Junlin, you don't have to worry."    

    

Similarly, when Xiao Liang said Ye Junlin, he was gnashing his teeth in anger. He hated him very much now, but he had no way to deal with Chen Junlin. He could only think about it carefully, but he was not done with this matter.    

    

From now on, it would be his personal grudge with Ye Junlin. He would no longer have any relationship with Su Wannian and Su Qian.