Chapter 2 Duel

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Although Ye Qingxian didn't like to practice very much, she felt like she was venting her bad mood last night. She beat several girls one after another, making her walk trembling. But at any rate, he was a core member of the family, a master of the commanding realm, and was bumped suddenly by the young man in Tsing Yi, but he only staggered forward and took two steps to stabilize his body. He was a little startled, and turned around in astonishment, wanting to see what happened.

But when he saw the pale face of the young man in Tsing Yi with a hint of shame and apology, his complexion suddenly darkened, and his mood suddenly turned cloudy. He opened his mouth and cursed: "Ye Qinghan, you bastard, are you blind?"

"Yes... I'm sorry, I walked too fast." The young man in Tsing Yi named Ye Qinghan was obviously a little embarrassed, and there was a trace of panic and anxiety on his slightly ashamed face.

"Sorry? If sorry is useful, Yanlong Continent doesn't need to die so many people every day!" Ye Qingxian sneered, thinking of the bitch in Zuiyan Pavilion last night, she also said "I'm sorry" to him in this tone. His mood got worse, and he couldn't help scolding more fiercely and viciously: "What? You left in such a hurry, why don't you go back to your mother's funeral?" [

"You...Ye Qingxian, I just bumped into you, and I've already said I'm sorry...Don't go too far, my mother is your elder anyway." Ye Qinghan was a little ashamed at first, but when he heard Ye Qingxian's last words, he couldn't help becoming angry, and puffed up his small eyes and pushed them up.

"Elder?" Seeing Ye Qinghan's slightly angry expression, Ye Qingxian felt a little happy in his heart, but it seemed that he was not satisfied, and continued to tease: "I don't have such an elder who has been... a prostitute."

"Ye Qingxian!" Looking at the inadvertent smiles in the eyes of the eight door gods who gathered around to watch the excitement, Ye Qinghan was completely angry, and loudly defended and roared: "My mother was a Qingguan back then, not a prostitute. If you insult my mother again, don't blame me for being rude."

"I bother!"

Hearing the word "Qing Guan" again, the beautiful face and the indifferent rejection from last night appeared in Ye Qingxian's mind again. His face suddenly became ashamed and angry, and he yelled: "Qingguan? Insult? What can I do if I insult you? Trash! Trash from a 'prostitute' girl, what? Do you still want to beat me?"

"You..." With the sound of "trash" and "prostitute", Ye Qinghan completely ran away, put the medicine bag in his hand on the ground, kicked his hind legs, and ran towards Ye Qinghan like a sharp sword.

"Ye Qingxian, I want to duel... a left hook!"

"What happened?"

The bustle here has already attracted the attention of countless servants of the City Lord's Mansion. Seeing that they were about to make a move, they hurried over and surrounded the eight door gods to inquire.

"Oh! So it's like this... I said how the usually honest and dull seventh young master rushed to duel with the second young master! It turns out that the second young master scolded his mother."

"Huh! If you curse, then curse. His mother was originally a pure maid. After Ye Qinghan's father Yedao died, he was the only child left in their second room. He was still a waste of cultivation. I didn't see it for a few years, and their second room was about to be kicked out of the city lord's mansion..."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't talk about these things, if you are punished by the criminal court, let's bet on how Ye Qinghan can do under the second young master's hands."

"Hey, Ye Qinghan's trash is at the first level of the elite level. Although the second young master usually likes to play, but other people are talented. The first level of the commanding level is different from the first level of the elite level. There is a difference of one level and three levels. I think three moves can beat him to the ground."

"Look, Second Young Master knocked Seventh Young Master away with one punch..."

Everyone stopped discussing and turned their heads to look over there, just in time to see the scene of Ye Qinghan flying upside down in the air.

"boom!"

Ye Qinghan slammed it hard on the ground without raising a speck of dust. The gate of the City Lord's Mansion is an important place. It has to be cleaned several times a day. How can there be dust?

"As you can see, this is a duel proposed by Ye Qinghan himself. I officially declare my agreement to fight him... In the future, he will be sued in the execution court, and you all have to testify for me." Ye Qingxian clapped his hands and said indifferently. For Ye Qinghan, a first-level elite garbage, he can hit seven or eight casually. Of course, when he was in a bad mood, someone happened to come to vent his anger, and he was very happy.

"Eh!" Ye Qinghan rubbed his knees, lowered his head and snorted, his eyes fixed on the triumphant Ye Qingxian, kicked his hind legs, and rushed forward quickly: "Left uppercut!" [

Ye Qingxian smiled contemptuously, turned his body slightly to one side, dodged the oncoming fist, pushed his right leg up, and swung his left fist quickly towards Ye Qinghan's belly.

"boom!"

Ye Qinghan curled up with his stomach and flew out again, but struggled for a moment, then continued to stand up, kicked his hind legs, and rushed forward again.

"Left uppercut!"

"boom!"

"It's still a left uppercut!"

"boom!"

"Left... uppercut"

"boom!"