Magic Martial Arts

Hearing this, Meng Jun's face changed slightly, and the anger in his eyes became stronger. He clenched his fists tightly, his teeth clattering, but he didn't dare to act rashly. Because he seemed to always feel a kind of pressure from Su Chen, which made him feel uncomfortable. The aura he originally radiated suddenly stagnated, and it seemed that even the fighting spirit in his body became uncontrollable. He even felt a burst of salty and fishy taste in his throat.

However, as the head of the Meng family branch, he could not lose face in front of everyone, so Meng Jun swallowed the floating blood and breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly:

"...Arrogant...Since you want to die...then the 'big competition' will begin now...Hmph! Young man, don't blame me for not reminding you that the only 'rule' in the ring is that there are no rules...Hehe...Take care of yourself..."

This sentence was divided into several paragraphs because he needed to catch his breath before continuing.

His voice was full of majesty and anger, as if he wanted to vent all his anger. His eyes were fixed on Su Chen, as if he wanted to see through him to see the truth behind it. However, he did not realize that he was already at a disadvantage.

When Meng Jun sat down with the help of the armrest, he felt a sense of powerlessness. He knew that his behavior just now was a bit inappropriate, but he also knew that if he didn't do this, he might be more embarrassed. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

At the same time, at the nod of Wang Han, the gloomy-looking 'pulse master', a middle-aged man standing beside the ring picked up a gong and struck it hard.

"Boom!"

The clear sound of gongs resounded throughout the entire training ground, marking the official start of the first battle of the clan competition.

The whole place suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ring. They were looking forward to this fierce battle.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze and everyone became nervous.

On the ring, Meng Jiang raised his hand and summoned a broad-backed, sharp-bladed broadsword from his space ring. He held the sword in his right hand, but used the back of the sword as a hammer, repeatedly hitting his left palm, making a "pa, pa, pa." sound. At the same time, a cruel and resentful voice also sounded:

"Regret! Tremble! I will break your bones inch by inch... I will..."

However, at this moment, Meng Jiang's words were suddenly interrupted. Su Chen raised his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said softly:

"Actually, I still have high hopes for you..."

This sentence was like a breeze, blowing away the hostility in Meng Jiang. He was slightly stunned, and his hand movements also stopped, with a flash of doubt and surprise in his eyes. He didn't seem to expect that at this time, Su Chen would actually say such a thing. The audience below the stage was also in an uproar, and they all started to discuss. Some people thought that Su Chen was deliberately trying to please Meng Jiang, while others thought that Su Chen might have some other purpose.

Regardless, Su Chen's tone was earnest, honest, and a little sincere. His voice was deep and powerful, as if every word came from the depths of his heart.

After hearing this, Meng Jiang even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. He widened his eyes and looked at Su Chen in disbelief, as if trying to find a clue from his face. After a moment of silence, he asked uncertainly:

"what?"

There was a hint of confusion and doubt in his voice, and he was obviously very surprised by what he had just heard.

At this moment, 'Su Chen' still looked like a kind and amiable old man. He stared at 'Meng Jiang' opposite him with a smile, and his eyes revealed a hint of tenderness and kindness, as if the other person was someone he felt extremely close to.

"I said, I still have high hopes for you..."

His words were full of expectation and admiration for Meng Jiang. But then, he changed his tone and his face immediately changed to a serious and solemn expression. Su Chen's brows were slightly frowned at this moment, as if he was very helpless and entangled in his heart.

"...I just talk too much, I'm too ugly, and I'm a little bit abnormal... Oh! Remember... I hope I can be born into a good family in my next life."

After saying these words, Su Chen did not give Meng Jiang any chance to react. He quickly raised his right hand, pointed his index and middle fingers together like a gun, and fired a pistol at Meng Jiang. This action was clean and neat, without any delay, as if he had already prepared for this moment.

Then there was a loud "bang!" and the tips of Su Chen's index and middle fingers flashed with fiery red light, as dazzling as a burning flame. As his fingers were slightly raised and then dropped, a fire snake shot out at a very fast speed, cutting through the air in an instant, carrying an extremely hot breath and accurately hitting Meng Jiang's forehead.