Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

What Liu Zhengyang didn't say, or there was no way to tell the chief, was that Zhong Qinglei had his own arrogance.

Liu Zhengyang, who has been practicing with Zhong Qinglei for several days, has discovered that Zhong Qinglei is actually very unwilling to watch Liu Zhengyang surpass him and quickly widen the distance between them. In other words, it is a reality that is difficult for any normal person to accept.

Therefore, in the past five days, he will try his best to cultivate.

He wants to catch up with Liu Zhengyang.

He finally finished his cultivation and ushered in the first battle after becoming stronger. If he couldn't win, how would he feel?

What would he think when he found that the opponent he could not defeat was killed by Liu Zhengyang again?

If it's just sad for a while, it's nothing, I'm afraid it will frustrate his self-confidence and make him no longer motivated to practice hard.

But the chief himself is a very smart person.

Even if Liu Zhengyang didn't say it clearly, he could detect the problem through some clues.

"Alas!" The chief sighed heavily: "Young people will inevitably think this way, I don't agree, but if you don't have such an idea, you won't have the motivation to move on, and sometimes it's very embarrassing. I just hope, Zhong Qinglei can win."

"No, if no matter how hard you try, there will be no results, who will work hard?" Liu Zhengyang gave a wry smile.

At the same time, the battle between Zhong Qinglei and the sturdy man was coming to an end.

After five days of practice, Zhong Qinglei finally came out on top.

Even if he is plotted by the opponent and fights with the opponent in a negative state, he can still stabilize the opponent and find an opportunity to hit the opponent hard.

After the strong man who punched him lost his fighting power, Zhong Qinglei stepped on the opponent's heart again and shouted loudly, "Go to hell! Don't think about using your strange tricks to be a jerk!"

"Big brother! Help me!" The burly man suddenly shouted in horror.

At the moment when the shouting sounded, a strong wind suddenly hit Zhong Qinglei's right foot.

If Zhong Qinglei chooses to continue to attack, his right foot will definitely suffer a lot of damage.

But even so, Zhong Qinglei still didn't mean to back down, and stepped down with one foot.

Click!

The sturdy man's ribs were directly stepped on, and Zhong Qinglei's feet sank in.

The implications of such an injury to the heart are obvious.

The burly man was shocked and had entered a state of dying.

He raised his head and looked towards the gate of the exchange, where the energy that attacked Zhong Qinglei's right foot just now came from, when he saw a middle-aged man walk in.

The middle-aged man paused at the gate of the exchange and said with a shocked expression, "Why don't you run away?"

At this moment, Zhong Qinglei had a small knife stuck on his right calf, and it was obvious that the energy just now was brought about by it.

Zhong Qinglei sneered and said, "It's a good deal to exchange one foot for the life of a strong man, isn't it?"

"It doesn't make sense, although my brother is useless, it's not your turn to kill him!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think you can exchange one foot for my brother's life? I'll kill you right away! You have no chance of winning now!"

As soon as Liu Zhengyang heard it, he understood the thoughts of middle-aged people.

At the same time, he also understood why he thought Zhong Qinglei would avoid.

Because he thought that Zhong Qinglei was the only strong person in the exchange who could control the market.