Murong Bai heard the boy finished speaking, and immediately yelled: "What did you say?! Hao'er wants to compete with Peng'er?!"
What are you kidding
His Hao'er is so fleshy and so small, how can he beat the nine-year-old Murong Peng
What's more, Murong Hao had just been hijacked and came back from a narrow escape.
It's too late for Murong Bai's baby!
Now when he thinks that his precious grandson is about to be beaten, he can't sit still and runs towards the martial arts arena at high speed.
However, as soon as he arrived at the martial arts arena, Murong Bai found that the servants here were packed to the brim, but the entire martial arts arena was completely silent.
Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost, staring at the center of the arena.
And Liao Zhang's eyeballs almost protruded, his mouth was half-opened, his face was blank, he didn't even know that the sword in his hand had dropped.
Murong Bai was surprised how all these people showed such expressions.
He heard the voice of his precious grandson from the circle of people.
"Are you convinced? Are you convinced?" Accompanied by the sound of fists hitting the flesh.
And Murong Peng begged for mercy in a crying voice, "Submit...I'm submissive! Stop beating me!"
"Hmph, then you should apologize to my boss!"
"I... I apologize!"
"Do you still dare to speak ill of my boss in the future!"
"Whoa, don't dare again!!"
"Is my boss the most powerful and greatest in the world!"
"Yes... yes! Woohoo..."
Murong Bai came back to his senses and hurriedly pushed aside the crowd.
As soon as he squeezed inside, he saw his chubby little grandson riding on the nine-year-old Murong Peng, arrogantly asking Murong Peng to tell the greatness of his eldest brother over and over again.
When Murong Peng spoke slowly, he would serve with fists.
Outside his fist, there was a faint layer of spiritual power.
This punch continued, although Murong Peng didn't hurt his muscles, but he screamed in pain.
A nine-year-old boy was ridden by a six-year-old Xiao Douding, and he ran away without any resistance.
This scene really scared everyone present.
When Murong Bai saw this situation, he was surprised at first, but then he couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing loudly: "Okay, you really deserve to be my good grandson of Murong Bai!"
Just looking at the punch that hit Murong Peng just now, it can be seen that Murong Hao's control over his spiritual power is already very subtle.
So, although his cultivation was not as good as Murong Peng's, in terms of combat effectiveness, he beat Murong Peng who was three years older than him to the ground.
"Grandpa!!" As soon as Murong Hao heard Murong Bai's voice, he immediately left the beaten Murong Peng with a bruised nose and swollen face, and threw himself into Murong Bai's arms, "Grandpa, why are you here?"
Murong Bai has always been extremely fond of this coquettish little grandson.
I didn't think such intimacy would affect my majesty, so I hugged him and kissed him, "Grandpa came to see how powerful Hao'er is!"
"Of course!" Murong Hao puffed out his small chest and said proudly, "I'm the boss' younger brother, how can I embarrass the boss!"
As soon as Murong Hao said this, Murong Bai's expression changed a bit.
He dragged Murong Hao to a place where no one was around, "Hao'er, the fight you just had with your cousin was really taught by your boss!"
"Of course!" Murong Hao said without hesitation, "Boss took us to fight all kinds of beasts in the Danyang Mountains. We are so good that we even killed a fourth-order beast!"