"you know me?"
The man in white frowned. He took a closer look at Mo Chuan, who was almost integrated with the shadow, and found that it was a stranger he didn't know at all.
"The famous King of Jing'an, Chu Shaobai, who in Kyoto doesn't know him? I didn't expect that a person of noble birth like you would steal fragrance and jade. Chu Shaobai, you are not afraid of losing the face of your ancestors." ?"
Mo Chuan's always emotionless black eyes were burning with anger, his gaze was piercing, and he suddenly raised his right palm and struck at Chu Shaobai's handsome and flawless face.
"You brat, today I will teach you a lesson for your ancestors, you are a shameless and unmotivated descendant!"
His palms were like knives, and the wind was blowing from his palms, and a cold wind suddenly blew in the room.
Chu Shaobai didn't expect that the other party would hit him as soon as he asked, and was surprised.
He knew it very well and hurriedly dodged to the right to avoid Mo Chuan's palm, but his cheeks were already aching from the strong wind.
What a profound skill!
With just this palm, Chu Shaobai knew that Mo Chuan's skill was superior to his own.
Where did this powerful person come from!
"Who are you! What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson! Your Excellency sneakily appeared in a girl's room in the middle of the night, what kind of good thing are you!"
Although Chu Shaobai knew he was defeated, he couldn't bear such anger, especially when this strange man insulted his ancestors every time, which was unbearable!
He made a fist with his right hand and struck Mo Chuan in the face. He just wanted to punch the man and make his face bloom.
The resentment in my heart was not entirely because Mo Chuan insulted me, but even more because of her!
The more he thought about it, the more he became afraid. If he hadn't come to visit her tonight, she might have been killed by the man in black.
"You have done something wrong and you still dare to make excuses! I must teach you a lesson for this unmotivated guy!"
Mo Chuan seemed to be really angry. He swayed behind Chu Shaobai and hit him in the back with a flying palm.
Chu Shaobai heard the sound behind him and knew something was wrong, so he blocked with his backhand. The two palms struck each other in the air, making a muffled sound of "pounce".
Mo Chuan stood motionless, but Chu Shaobai took three steps back in succession.
The advantages and disadvantages of this pair of palms are immediately obvious.
But the higher his kung fu was, the more Chu Shaobai looked down on him and sighed angrily.
"You have such good skills, but you do such dirty things, you are a scum of the martial arts world!"
"You are the real scum when you slander someone and bite them back!"
The eyes of the two people met in the air, sparks crackling. You glared at me, and I glared at you.
They started fighting as soon as they had a disagreement. After glaring at each other, they started fighting again, with palm winds flying everywhere and making whistling sounds.
There was a crisp sound of "pop", Chu Shaobai couldn't dodge in time, and his right cheek received a slap from Mo Chuan, which made him say "ouch" in pain.
Mo Chuan seemed stunned for a moment, a trace of regret flashed in his black eyes, and he took a step forward to check his injuries.
"Fuck you! Stop pretending to be nice here!"
Chu Shaobai was extremely angry and punched fiercely.
Mo Chuan didn't pay attention, and the punch hit his chin.
"You bastard, how dare you hit me?" Mo Chuan was also angry, clenching his fists tightly and looking like fire was coming out of his eyes.
"You're the one I'm beating!" Chu Shaobai gritted his teeth, crossed his palms, and rushed forward.
The two people fought together again, like two black-eyed chickens who didn't like each other.