"It's really Zhu Jing. He chose such an occasion and it's really no matter how important it is!"

After the other people rushed over, they looked at Zhu Jing several times, which confirmed his identity. They all frowned because they saw Chen Zhi’s actions just now.

It's a bit unwise to be a book boy.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Chen Zhi, but saw that the newly-promoted figure was helping Xiao Shutong up, and the Shutong's face was already swollen.

At this time, Zhu Jing calmed down, walked closer, and scolded, "Chen Zhi! You are so brave! You dare to fight me for a lowly servant!" His face turned red, and when someone looked at him like this, he felt that he had lost all his face.

And the commotion here inevitably attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"What's going on over there?" The crowd, an old man who looked like he was aged last year, sat on the kneeling seat, raised his eyelids, and looked at where Chen Zhi and others were.

A middle-aged man with a majestic temperament whispered: "Report to Mr. Xu, it seems that he is General Zhu Shou's nephew. He has a conflict with Chen Zhi. Do you want to stop it?"

"Is that Chen Zhi? It's true that he stands out in the crowd and is different from others," Mr. Xu didn't need to introduce him. His eyes naturally fell on Chen Zhi. "Young people, it's normal for a young man to be more angry. There should be some episodes in this banquet, so there is no need to stop him. But when I see this situation, it's probably because the nephew of Zhu Shouben's family is interested in causing trouble. When Zhu Shou comes later, remember to explain that if Chen Zhi can retreat to the Huns, he can't suffer a loss."

The middle-aged man next to him nodded, but then smiled and said, "Old Xu, you are actually a little worried. Chen Zhi has the courage to kill the Hun prince on the spot in front of the formation. How can such courage suffer?"

Mr. Xu also laughed: "After that being said, he still has no official position and sometimes he will suffer losses. Only by sedimenting the officialdom, making facts, and having real achievements and deeds, can reputation be no rootless."

When the old man spoke about his life experience, some people also noticed the riots here in the other corners of the audience.

"Is this person Chen Zhi? So unhappy?" A young man dressed in a wide dress, with a bare chest and abdomen, looked at Chen Zhi's back and showed a contemplative look, "Is it possible that he has any plans?"

On the other side, there was another man wearing a black suit, with loose hair and barefoot sitting cross-legged in a corner of the yard, raised his head slightly, looked at Chen Zhi, and then lowered his head again, not seeming to pay attention to other things.

His movement fell into the hands of a strong man not far away. The strong man was bearded and looked majestic. Seeing the performance of the man in black, he snorted coldly and laughed: "No wonder he has become more and more declining in this way. He still regards us as a beast. The spirit of the ancient saint has long been completely lost by them, and only some tricks of arithmetic are left."

Thinking of this, the strong man turned his head and looked at Chen Zhi again.

"In contrast, Chen Zhi is really a character, and acts simply, and it is the work of a real man! He should be like this, and he is unfair, so he can make people's blood splash five steps! He heard his name before, and he thought it was so exaggerated. Now it seems that the killing of the little prince is not a false statement. He will find an opportunity to make friends later."

The child here thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he showed excitement, but Zhu Jing approached Chen Zhi a few steps and was trying to take action!

On the other side, another elegant man sat in a yard, gently slapped with a feather fan in his hand, showing a smile, and whispered: "I don't know how Chen Zhi would deal with it. Is it really a tit-for-tat to the nephew of the Central Army General for an insignificant book boy? This is too worthless. The meaning of the book boy and the son of the general represent is completely different. It is not the right way to make a choice because of the book boy."

There are no fewer people with similar ideas, and these people also believe that Chen Zhi would not really fight Zhu Jing to death just now because of a book boy. Maybe he was just angry.

"Chen Zhi, if you punch me, I want you to apologize to me immediately, otherwise you can't think of goodness tonight." Zhu Jing took a few steps closer, looked at Chen Zhi fiercely, and gritted his teeth and said this.

At the same time, his eyes showed fierce light, revealing Chen Zhi's familiar murderous intent, and knew that if the person in front of him had the chance, he would definitely take the initiative!

Looking at Chen Wu's swollen face and the little guy's slightly terrified eyes, Chen Zhi's anger also rose.

He was talking to several people just now, and suddenly he saw Zhu Jing's figure, so he took action in time. Otherwise, if the second slap was still the little guy would not be able to bear it.

But Chen Zhi felt quite distressed when he was now.

Three lives together, Chen Zhi is quite old. When he looked at Chen Wu, he was somewhat interested in his younger generation. Although he had been influenced by his lifetime and had been integrated into the habits of the ancients, there were always some deep-rooted things in his heart that could not be reversed.

"Do you think that a book boy is insignificant compared to your identity?" Chen Zhi narrowed his eyes and replied, then shook his head, "You don't look at the occasion. How can such a place be where you show off your power? Moreover, these techniques are really clumsy and cannot be put on the table at all, which ruined Chen's interest. Besides, when I was in Lanling County, I had already given you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Now it seems that no matter whether I retreat or not, whether I compromise or not, you will hold a grudge. Since that's the case, I can't blame me!"

Everyone heard his words and thought it was wrong, but before the others could come back to their senses, Chen Zhi had already kicked it out!

This kick went quickly and quickly, and Chen Zhi's hem almost "huh" up, and that kick had already hit Zhu Jing's chest!

Compared with the past, his movements are certainly not as good as when the Divine Speed ​​Talisman was blessed, but he is much faster and more powerful before cultivation. This is the result of the previous tempering and hardening, but there are also the result of Chen Zhi shaking his legs when the Divine Speed ​​Talisman had not had the time to achieve the effect. After the effect faded, the strength of these legs still increased a lot.

On the other hand, Zhu Jing never expected Chen Zhi to continue to take action, and was not alert at all. He shook his chest and groaned, and he was about to fall backwards.

But Chen Zhi on the opposite side fell down, leaned forward with his upper body, reached out and grabbed Zhu Jing's collar, and fixed him in place. Then he hit his knee, like a bell hammer, directly hitting his stomach. Zhu Jing immediately opened his mouth and bent down, but at the same time he instinctively counterattacked!

Chen Zhi suddenly let go, took two steps back to accumulate strength. While avoiding Zhu Jing's counterattack, he rushed forward with a quick step, then stepped out and kicked Zhu Jing's abdomen again. The moment the soles of his feet touched his stomach, he twisted it, just like crushing soil on the ground.

Zhu Jing immediately screamed, covering his stomach with both hands, and Chen Zhi didn't stop, turning around in the air, and a whip leg hit Zhu Jing's head. The huge impact force directly made Zhu Jing's head blank, and there was no extra movement. He fell to the ground and then rolled back and forth, showing that the pain was extremely painful.

Chen Zhi's two legs were protruding very hard. Even if Zhu Jing had practiced martial arts after such a series of kicks, he was the foundation of a family of aristocratic families. How could he bear it? It was completely difficult to stand up.

And such a series of changes made everyone around him stunned.

Not to mention the young celebrities and children of aristocratic families who were talking to Chen Zhi just now, even Mr. Xu and others who were observing from afar were dumbfounded. They never thought that Chen Zhi would deal with this matter like this!

This beat hurts!

"This...this Chen Zhi!" The bearded man widened his eyes, then slapped his thighs and smiled: "It's so straightforward! Happy! Happy! If this person cannot make friends with him, it will be a great regret in life!"

Even the man in black clothes in the corner had to raise his head and look at Chen Zhi for a long time. His brows frowned slightly on his pale face.

"Chan...Brother Chen, how could you..." Soon, the few people around Chen Zhi also came to their senses and complained, "You are too cruel!"

"Yes, even if Zhu Jing is not a good person, he is General Zhu Shou's nephew. Would you offend him if you do this?"

"Yes, you... you've done it a little too much. This person is foaming at the mouth. General Zhu is coming soon. He is irritable and is afraid something will happen."

The few people immediately looked back and didn't want to stand too close to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi shook his head, looked at Zhu Jing on the ground, and said nothing more. He turned around and took Xiao Shutong to a low table, called a shocked servant of the royal palace, asked him to take the pen and ink, and then picked up the pen and wrote down the names of several medicinal herbs.

His series of actions seemed to have not seen anyone else at all. When he finished writing in one breath, there was a sudden commotion at the door, and then he saw Zhu Shou and Zheng Guan entering together. As soon as the two walked in, the courtyard that was still noisy just now suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Zhu Shou and the others, and then looked at Zhu Jing who was lying on the ground, feeling speechless.

Those who had been close to Chen Zhi before lamented in their hearts.

"It's bitter. What's the matter? When you meet the real master in person, how can you be good? Just ask not to involve me. If you had known Chen Zhi was so rash, why would I have to talk to him?"

These people were regretting, and after the initial surprise, Zhu Shouze recognized the person rolling on the ground, not his beloved nephew, who was it?

At this moment, he rushed up to his head in anger, pulled out his sword with a clang, narrowed his eyes, and shouted coldly: "I don't know which master educated his nephew for me. Stand up and let Mr. Zhu have a good life, thank you!"

As soon as he said this, everyone gave in and looked at it, and the focus fell on Chen Zhi who was writing.

"Is it you? What a courage!" Chen Zhi turned sideways, Zhu Shou couldn't tell for a moment, so he strode over and smiled grimly, "Come on, I'll thank you in the future!"
Chapter completed!