Chapter 9 Strength exposure ()

Qiu Er looked at Jian Chen with anger, and his eyes were like a ferocious beast, as if he was about to swallow Jian Chen.

"You little bastard, I must teach you a good lesson today." Qiu Er roared angrily, stepped out two steps and kicked it quickly, kicking it directly towards Jian Chen's head. The kicking speed of this leg was very fast. If it was really kicked into the head, it would definitely cause considerable damage to ordinary people. If it was kicked on an ordinary child, it would definitely cause fatal damage.

Feeling the strength of Qiu Er's leg, the young man in his twenties who had previously mocked Jian Chen suddenly changed his face and turned pale, and he shouted loudly: "Brother Qiu, stop!" Jian Chen was at least the fourth young master of Changyang Mansion and the biological child of the head of Changyang Mansion. Although he was not valued by the family because he was a useless person who could not cultivate the power of saints, his identity was there, and it was nothing to laugh at him. But once they attacked the fourth young master of Changyang Mansion, they would definitely be punished very severely. Even if there was someone behind them, it would not be able to change anything.

When Jian Chen found the force contained in Qiu Er's leg, his face changed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Then he turned his body slightly and easily avoided Qiu Er's kick. At the same time, Jian Chen's body did not retreat but advanced, quickly approached Qiu Er's body, stuck one arm on Qiu Er's thigh that had not yet been retracted, and raised the thigh of Qiu Er's other leg with the other hand, then shouted softly, sinking his waist and exerting force, mobilizing all the holy power in his body. Finally, he lifted Qiu Er's body, which was more than 100 pounds, with his weak body.

Holding Qiu Er's body, Jian Chen did not give Qiu Er time to resist, stepped out his feet and ran a few steps on the ground. Taking advantage of the momentum of rushing forward, he threw Qiu Er out directly.

Qiu Er's body flew five meters in the air, and finally fell to a large table for cutting vegetables. By chance, there was a strange tool covered with steel thorns below the place where Qiu Er fell, like a hedgehog.

Qiu Er's body was pressing against the strange tool used in the kitchen. The steel spike more than an inch long easily penetrated his body. Suddenly, Qiu Er let out another scream like a pig-killing cry. The severe pain made him even twist the muscles on his face.

All the guys in the kitchen turned dull and their eyes were full of disbelief. A seven-year-old child could not only resist Qiu Er, who weighed more than 100 pounds, but also defeat Qiu Er, who had three layers of saint power. If he said this, I'm afraid no one in Changyang Mansion would believe this.

Jian Chen looked at Qiu Er who was screaming in a cold look and another young man who laughed at him, without saying anything, and left the kitchen without even taking the steamed bun.

When he came outside, Jian Chen sighed secretly. Unexpectedly, the fourth young master of Changyang Mansion even began to bully him.

Abandoning the depression in his heart behind his head, Jian Chen wandered around Changyang Mansion with small steps. The Changyang Mansion is very big. At least in the past few years, Jian Chen has never visited Changyang Mansion. The scenery in the mansion is also very good. There are pavilions and towers everywhere, and there are several small lakes alone. In the garden, there are many strange flowers and plants, with a faint fragrance floating.

As the fourth young master of Changyang Mansion, Jian Chen can wander around Changyang Mansion. Along the way, Jian Chen found that some important roads and buildings in the mansion were hidden in it. Jian Chen was no longer surprised by these. After all, in recent years, he also understood that Changyang Mansion is one of the four major families of Luoer City and has a very high status in the first-class city of Luoer City.

As he walked, Jian Chen had already arrived in a beautiful garden. In an empty location, Jian Chen actually found that his third brother Changyangke was practicing martial arts with a wooden axe in his hand. However, the appearance of Changyangke wielding the axe was as if he was slashing randomly in the eyes of Jian Chen, the master of swordsmanship, without any moves.

Although Jian Chen is a master of swordsmanship, he has seen many masters using axes and various weapons in his previous life. Therefore, Jian Chen is a little familiar with the moves of various weapons. Changyang Ke's random chopping action made Jian Chen feel speechless. He is not practicing martial arts.

Just as Jian Chen was about to turn around and leave, Changyang Ke suddenly discovered Jian Chen, and his hand stopped, and a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"Fourth brother, come here, I will give you candy." Changyangke looked at Jian Chen and shouted at him.

After hearing Changyang Ke's words, Jian Chen almost threw himself on the ground and thought to himself: "It's almost the same to use this sentence to cheat a three-year-old child." However, Jian Chen didn't seem to realize that if he put aside his previous life experience, he would not be much older than a three-year-old child now.

Jian Chen ignored Changyang Ke's words, walked away without turning his head.

Seeing Jian Chen getting further and further away, Chang Yangke showed a hint of anger on his face, and threw away the wooden axe in his hand, then immediately chased him and brought Jian Chen down.

"Fourth brother, didn't you hear me calling you just now?" Chang Yangke stopped Jian Chen, with a bulging plug and an angry look on his face.

"Is there anything wrong?" Jian Chen asked in a quiet tone, his tone a little cold. Jian Chen had no good feelings for his third brother. In the past two years, Chang Yangke always tried every means to bully Jian Chen. Since the news that Jian Chen could not cultivate the power of the saint was spread, Chang Yangke's approach was becoming more and more excessive. If Jian Chen had not gone out rarely, Chang Yangke would have been tricked Jian Chen more and more times. However, Chang Yangke had not succeeded once. He had been bullied by Jian Chen many times in secret, which made Chang Yangke feel resentful and always wanted to find an opportunity to revenge.

"Third brother, let's practice martial arts with your third brother." As he said that, Changyang Ke pulled Jian Chen's arm without waiting for Jian Chen's agreement and forced him to the place where he practiced martial arts before. In his heart, Changyang Ke was very excited. He could not fight Jian Chen in intelligence, but he did not believe that he was not Jian Chen's opponent in martial arts. After all, his fourth brother is a useless martial arts man and it is impossible for him to cultivate the power of the holy, so in his opinion, Wu Ning is a good opportunity to bully Jian Chen.

Soon, Jian Chen was forcibly pulled to the place where he had practiced martial arts before by Changyangke. Changyangke picked up the wooden axe that he had thrown aside from the ground, looked at Jian Chen with a smirk, and said, "Fourth brother, are you ready? Third brother is going to start attacking."

Looking at the feminine smile on Changyangke's face, Jian Chen showed a joking look in his eyes, spread his hands and said, "Brother Third, you have weapons in your hands. Do you want me to fight you empty-handed?"

After hearing this, Changyang Ke was stunned for a moment. He looked at the wooden axe hesitated for a moment. Then he threw it and threw it to Jian Chen, saying, "The fourth brother, take the axe, and the third brother fights you empty-handed." Although this axe is wooden, it weighs about ten pounds. It is really difficult for an ordinary child under ten years old to lift it. It was precisely because Changyang Ke saw this that he threw the axe to Jian Chen, and he sincerely wanted to see him look ugly.

Jian Chen reached out to take the wooden axe and took it in his hand to look. The workmanship of this axe was very rough, only the shape of an axe, and the axe blade had no edge. Even if it was cut on the body, it would not cause any damage. At most it would be a little painful.

Seeing Jian Chen easily used the axe weighing more than ten pounds, Changyangke's eyes showed a look of surprise. This situation was beyond his expectations.

Jian Chen looked at Changyangke, a faint smile appeared on his face, and said, "Third Brother, you should use this axe." As he said that, Jian Chen threw the axe at Changyangke again.

He caught the axe thrown by Jian Chen with one hand, and Changyang Ke asked in confusion: "Fourth brother, do you want to fight me without using weapons?"

Jian Chen chuckled, shook his head, then came to a small tree, broke a branch about one meter long, removed all the branches and leaves on it, leaving only a bare branch back to its original position.

"This is my weapon!" Jian Chen chuckled and said with a chuckling.

Chang Yangke looked at the tiny branch in Jian Chen's hand, not only not angry, but also showed a happy smile. In his opinion, it was getting easier to defeat Jian Chen today. When Chang Yangke thought that he could finally bully this fourth brother who had suffered a lot of secret losses as he wished, he felt excited.

Changyang Ke slowly grabbed the axe and said, "Fourth brother, then be careful, the third brother is attacking." As he said that, Changyang Ke immediately rushed forward and ran to Jian Chen's body. He held the axe tightly with both hands and chopped towards Jian Chen's body.

This wooden axe could not kill anyone at all, so Changyangke did not hold back at all, and he was very heavy in his attack.

Jian Chen's steps intertwined, easily avoiding Changyangke's axe, and then quickly pierced the branches in his hand. At the moment when the branches pierced, Jian Chen's momentum suddenly changed, as sharp as a sharp sword. The branches pierced in his hand were even more indomitable. At this moment, this ordinary branch seemed to transform into a real sword in Jian Chen's hand.

The branches in Jian Chen's hand pierced out very quickly, so fast that Chang Yangke didn't notice it at all, and the branches had already stopped steadily in front of Chang Yangke's throat.

"San brother, you lost!" Jian Chen said softly with a playful look on his face as if he had not had time to take back his axe.

Chang Yangke looked blankly at the branch that was steadily parked in front of his throat, his eyes full of incredible expressions. He didn't see how the branch pierced. He only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and the branch had already appeared in front of his throat.

After a moment of silence, Changyangke suddenly came to his senses, reached out to break the branch that was parked in front of his throat into two pieces, and said loudly with dissatisfaction: "No, this doesn't count, fourth brother, you are foolish."

Jian Chen looked at Chang Yangke with a funny face, with a slightly red face, and said in a weird tone: "Third Brother, I don't know where I'm cheating."

"This...this..." After hearing this, Changyangke scratched his ears and his cheeks, hesitated and couldn't speak. Finally, he snorted unconvincedly and said, "Anyway, that time just now doesn't count, let's do it again."
Chapter completed!