Global High Martial Arts: My Martial Arts Skills Are Actively Cultivated

Saturday.

off day.

On the campus, it was very unsettled and in full swing.

Many people discuss.

Today is Ning Chuan's second match against Han Chen.

Compared to the battle with Wu Hanhai, the popularity has decreased.

on the one hand.

Han Chen's stake was not high enough, only 30,000 credits.

on the other hand.

Everyone knows that.

The end of the game is already doomed.

Han Chen, who ranks 769th in the list of heroes, must lose.

Couldn't be Ning Chuan's opponent.

Of course, the heat has dropped, only in relative terms.

The number of people who came to watch the game still exceeded one million.

Before the game started, the open-air plaza was already crowded with people, and it was even more crowded than the subway in the morning rush hour in the capital administrative region.

...

Star Tower.

Song Shiyu came to the door early and sent Han Chen's information to Ning Chuan.

actually is not worried that Ning Chuan can't beat it.

Just let Ning Chuan know a little bit, and can better show the power of the eight odd knives.

"Han Chen's swordsmanship is relatively rare in the kendo department."

Song Shiyu handed the information to Ning Chuan and said, "He took the path of the epee sword, and the dharma of 'Ending' he comprehended is very suitable.

"Ordinary Fa Xiangjing can't last a single move against him.

Dharma or martial arts, will be cut off by a sword, quite a kind of prehistoric sword repair style, a sword to break Wanfa! "

Song Shiyu laughed and teased.

"The epee cultivation is successful, it's really hard to stop."

Ning Chuan said casually.

Jingle Bell--!

While looking through the information, the doorbell rang.

Ning Chuan looked up, somewhat surprised.

On the screen next to the door, the appearance of the guest was displayed.

Two people.

One is Han Chen, the target of today's battle.

Beside him, stood a middle-aged man, dressed in a black formal suit, neatly ironed.

"What are you two doing here?"

Song Shiyu stepped forward and opened the door.

Han Chen opened his mouth with a complicated expression, but he was unable to speak in the end.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and introduced himself: "My name is Han Hongyi, and I am Mr. Han Feng's personal butler. I am here to talk to Mr. Ning Chuan."

When speaking, the middle-aged man had a smile on his face.

However, there was a hint of pride in his tone.

Han Feng, Han Chen's brother, is one of the top 100 heroes in the list of heroes.

In terms of probability, there is a 50% chance of becoming a god general in the future and becoming a giant in the federation.

As the other party's personal butler, his future status is also very high.

Ning Chuan roughly guessed the purpose of the two and said, "What's the matter, let's talk."

"Mr. Ning Chuan, the matter is very important, can we go in and discuss."

The middle-aged butler said loudly.

Song Shiyu glanced at Ning Chuan, saw that he did not refuse, and led the two into the living room.

Then, the four took their seats.

The middle-aged butler didn't greet him, and said directly: "As the battle is approaching, we won't sell it, Mr. Ning Chuan, can we cancel the battle with Han Chen? As compensation, we can pay 10,000 credits!"

Hearing this, Song Shiyu sneered and said, "10,000 credits are compensation, so there are 20,000 points left!"

"If possible, please let me finish first."

The middle-aged butler's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "First of all, 10,000 credits is not a small amount. In addition to the subjective will of Han Chen's participation in the battle, I am afraid that there is also the deliberate guidance of Mr. Ning Chuan. Both parties are responsible."

As he said that, he looked at Ning Chuan and said, "Also, if you encounter difficulties in the future, Mr. Han Feng is willing to lend a hand and help!" Hearing this, Ning Chuan got up immediately, not bothering to waste time.

He thought there was something else going on.

This allowed the two of them to come in.

"Song Shiyu, send them away."

Ning Chuan ordered.

"clear!"

Song Shiyu grinned and said, "You two, please."

Seeing this, the middle-aged butler frowned and emphasized: "It is Mr. Han Feng's intention to cancel the contract!"

"He wanted to come over in person, but during this time, he was at an important juncture for the breakthrough knight, and he specially asked me to come over to convey the news."

The middle-aged butler's tone was arrogant.

Ning Chuan said indifferently: "After Han Feng is promoted to a knight, you ask him to come over, and I will gamble with him. Millions of credits are no problem."

Hearing this, the middle-aged butler's face was a little ugly, and he said unkindly: "Mr. Ning Chuan, I know you are walking in the world, but in the school, you can't talk about Wudi, the arrogance of the gods in the future, many people can be with you. You compete, even surpass you!"

Song Shiyu's eyes turned cold and he said, "Are you threatening Ning Chuan!"

"Multiple allies are better than multiple enemies!"

The middle-aged butler looked at Ning Chuan, neither yin nor yang.

The words fall.

Chi-!

A sharp piercing sound rang out in the living room.

Song Shiyu said nothing, holding a short dagger in his hand, stabbed it sharply, the blade cut through the air, and hit the middle-aged butler's mouth.

A housekeeper who dared to threaten Ning Chuan in public!

If he ignores it, don't be a follower!

Unfortunately, he is not strong enough.

I was promoted to second rank only two days ago.

The middle-aged butler was an eighth-rank Practitioner, he reacted instantly, sneered, waved his palm, and was about to shake Song Shiyu's dagger off.

However, from the corner of the middle-aged butler's eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the night in Ning Chuan's dark eyes.

The next moment.

His movements froze in mid-air, and he lost consciousness.

Han Chen has a bit of strength, barely blocking Hei Yeyuan and not being dragged into the darkness.

But the consciousness is slow, unable to stop.

When he reacted, Song Shiyu's short dagger had already pierced the middle-aged butler's mouth.

Chi!

Song Shiyu didn't keep his hand, and the short dagger stirred violently, destroying the middle-aged butler's tongue into flesh.

Then, when closing the knife, he deliberately slashed and cut the middle-aged housekeeper's left cheek in half, revealing his gums, which were then covered by the blood flowing out.

"what--!"

The moment his consciousness returned to his body, the middle-aged butler clearly felt the severe pain coming from his mouth, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry.

"Uncle Yi, use the force to seal the blood vessels!"

Han Chen hurriedly reminded.

After that, he looked at Song Shiyu with cold eyes, and said, "You are so bold!"

Song Shiyu looked at him without fear, raised his hand and took out a tissue from the table, wiped the blood stained by the dagger, and said calmly:

"This time, I'm thinking of the first offense, just to remind him that some words, don't talk nonsense, it will kill people."

Hearing this, the middle-aged butler had a ferocious face and wanted to make a threat.

But the tongue is destroyed, and can only make indistinct sounds.

Han Chen gritted his teeth, turned his eyes, and said coldly, "Ning Chuan, your follower seriously injured my brother's housekeeper for no reason, please give me an explanation!"

Ning Chuan glanced at him and said calmly, "My table, sofa, and carpet are all stained with blood. Replace them all, about 100 million. Before leaving, remember to transfer the indemnity to me."

"you……"

Han Chenqi's face flushed, and he raised his hand to point at Ning Chuan.

"You can refuse the compensation, but I can guarantee that the referee will save your life at most in the next battle. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"