C327 Apologize
C327 Apologize
Yuv Futian stared at Chen Junlin fiercely and suddenly laughed, "I don't deserve it? Do you still not know what kind of environment you are in?"
"Brat, you have yet to understand the situation in front of you. I don't blame you. I will let you know the power of a martial artist. I will give you another chance. If you are afraid, quickly kneel down and beg for mercy. Perhaps I will let you go because I am kind..." Yuv Futian arrogantly clamored.
Wen Wan looked at Chen Junlin. She felt wronged for Chen Junlin. She could not help but curse in her heart for Yuv Futian's shamelessness.
When Chen Junlin heard Yuv Futian's words, it was as if he had just heard a joke. He cast a sidelong glance at Yuv Futian.
When Yuv Futian saw Chen Junlin's disdainful look, he felt that he was being provoked. He was so angry that he nodded a few times. "Alright! Since you are not convinced, I will show you the power of a martial artist!"
As he spoke, he winked at the middle-aged man beside him.
The middle-aged man understood and struck out a palm towards the stone table beside him. In an instant, several fine lines appeared on the stone table.
This person actually forcefully shattered the stone table with his palm...
Old Master Zhong and a group of old friends revealed looks of surprise. In the past, they only knew how powerful a martial arts expert was, but they had never seen the move of cutting a stone with one hand.
For a moment, they were stunned. A palm could be so powerful. Wasn't this the legendary Iron Sand Palm?
Old Master Zhong and the others had thought that Chen Junlin had the upper hand, but when they saw the people brought by Yuv Futian, they immediately felt relieved.
Yuv Futian was simply trying to kill them without reason.
The young general couldn't help but frown.
Chen Junlin looked at the stone table that had been shattered by a martial artist without changing his expression.
Yuv Futian saw that Chen Junlin didn't say anything, so he laughed out loud, "How is it? Are you scared? Humph, didn't you act tough just now? "
But it doesn't matter. It's good that you're scared! It's not too late at all!" Yuv Futian patted the shoulder of the person beside him as he spoke. It was a compliment that he had done a good job in shaking the stone table.
He looked at Chen Junlin with a smile and pointed at the stone table beside him. "Are you afraid? If you don't want to be like this stone table, kneel down and beg for mercy! If you kneel down and beg for mercy from me, then break your own arms and apologize to my son, then I can spare your life! How about it? "Think about it?"
Yuv Futian paused for a moment. Then, he imitated Chen Junlin's tone of voice and said, "But you have to think about it quickly. I don't have that much patience..."
However, he was imitating. Although it meant that, Chen Junlin's words were cold, indifferent, and domineering. In his words, there was an inexpressible pretense of complacency.
Chen Junlin glanced at Yuv Futian indifferently and snorted, "Small tricks!"
Seeing Chen Junlin's attitude, Yuv Futian was furious. "Small tricks? "Come at me if you have the ability! You still dare to be stubborn when you are about to die!"
"Don't be so shameless. Let me tell you, if you don't kneel down and beg for mercy and break your own arms, you won't be able to leave alive. You little bastard actually dare to touch my son. You don't even ask me what kind of status Yuv Futian has in Jiangnan! Bah!"
As he spoke, Yuv Futian spat fiercely. He also cursed and cursed without saying anything.
After cursing, in order to continue humiliating Chen Junlin, Yuv Futian stabilized his mind. He deliberately imitated Chen Junlin and pretended to be noble with a fake smile. He said, "I will give you one last chance. Either kneel down and beg for mercy, or wait for death!"
Old Master Zhong saw Yuv Futian's angry look and gathered together to secretly discuss how to save Chen Junlin.
Wen Wen looked at the confrontation between Yuv Futian and Chen Junlin. Although she believed that Chen Junlin was a powerful man, she was afraid that he was outnumbered. She couldn't help but worry. She moved one of the pawns on Chen Junlin's chessboard to Chen Junlin's side and put it down.
The rule of chess was that the pawns didn't turn back. Wen Wan did this in hopes that Chen Junlin would understand and find an opportunity to escape.
However, Chen Junlin only looked at Wen Wan's movements and did not move. He just calmly placed all his chess pieces back in place.
Wen Wan looked at the movements in Chen Junlin's hands and was shocked in her heart. She did not know whether Chen Junlin did not understand it or whether he did not care at all...
When Fuloong saw her vicious words, he let them out. Chen Junlin looked as if he did not care about Chen Junlin at all. He immediately became furious and ordered the martial arts expert beside him. "Go, don't show any mercy. Kill him!"
The warrior received the order and immediately charged at Chen Junlin.
Chen Junlin played with the chess piece in his hand. He looked at the remaining chess pieces on Wen Wan's side and flicked the last chess piece that he had eaten out of his hand.
The chess piece flew towards the martial arts experts at an extremely fast speed. Fuloong was shocked. His subordinates had died under Chen Junlin's chess piece just now. He wondered if the martial arts experts would...
The experts didn't care about the chess pieces at all. They didn't even try to dodge. Instead, they rushed towards Chen Junlin. However, they didn't expect that the chess piece would actually send them flying when it landed on their bodies.
This time, Chen Junlin did not kill anyone. After all, it was not easy to meet a martial artist. His muscles and bones still needed to move!
The martial artist who was hit but did not get hurt was furious. He did not expect that this person would not fight with him naked. Instead, he used something to push him away. He got up from the ground and stared at Chen Junlin. The aura he gave off was simply terrifying.
The martial artist roared, "You don't even take me seriously!"
His voice echoed throughout the entire Chess Club. This was the aura that came from inside out. It was so strong that it was deafening.
Wen Wen trembled as she looked at the martial artist who had stood up from the ground. She heard the deafening sound just now. She was scared out of her wits. She didn't care about anything else but Chen Junlin.
She quickly shook Chen Junlin's arm, hoping that he could escape as soon as possible, but who knew that Chen Junlin didn't care at all.
Chen Junlin took away Wen Wan's trembling wrist and silently looked at the martial artist. Then, he looked at Yuv Futian, who was looking forward to it, and coldly said, "You don't deserve to dirty my eyes!"
The martial artist had never been provoked like this before. He was very angry and rushed towards Chen Junlin. He looked like he was determined to kill Chen Junlin.
Chen Junlin did not move this time. He just sat there and stared at the martial artist who was rushing towards him.
Only when the martial artist arrived in front of him did he slap the table.
A group of chess pieces on the chess table flew up from the chess table. Chen Junlin casually threw one. It hit the lower abdomen of the martial artist and sent the expert that Yuv Futian had invited flying again, thinking that he was very powerful.
The martial artist was probably injured this time. He fell to the ground with his mouth wide open. He coughed a few times unnaturally.
Chen Junlin shook his head in disappointment, "Is this the martial artist you hired? It's a bit of garbage...
After being sent flying twice in a row, he heard what Chen Junlin said. A martial artist was still unconvinced. "You think I'm one of the top martial artists in Jiangnan? Who do you think you are? How dare you call me trash! Watch me take care of you! "
As Yuv Futian spoke, the person he invited struggled to stand up. He was full of hostility again, and he did not give up and ran towards Chen Junlin.
Old Master Zhong and his old friend couldn't help but break out in cold sweat for Chen Junlin.
"This child has some strength, but he doesn't want to give up. If he really angered others, can he still deal with it?"
No one answered him. Old Master Zhong's worry was also what everyone was worried about. This child was a person with guts. He played a game of chess. It was good that they didn't want anything to happen to him if it was possible. However, what was going to happen was out of their control. They couldn't stop him, and they couldn't do anything about it. Naturally, they couldn't answer Old Master Zhong's question.
Chen Junlin narrowed his eyes and looked at the four limbs of the martial artist who was rushing towards him. He slammed the table again, then quickly picked up five pieces from the flying chess pieces and flew towards the martial artist Yuv Futian had invited.
Then, he saw the martial artist's hands and feet go limp one after another. Then, he fell to the ground on his back and wailed, "My cultivation..."