Chapter 473: This seat lets you three tricks

The little girl couldn't bear her loneliness, and when she saw the crowds here, she had to let Chen Xinglie show her the excitement.
With a "boom", one of the people on the stage was knocked off the ring with a punch. The man was lying on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Why is this uncle so weak? He vomited blood with a single punch."
Naturally, it was A Chou who spoke. Although her voice was not loud, all the martial artists were present. This sentence naturally fell on many people's ears.
Chen Xinglie was stunned. Although these words were a bit hurtful, A Chou was really qualified to say them.
Don't talk about Ah Chou, that Fan Hua's physical power can definitely sling everyone here.
It is impractical to say that slinging is a bit impractical. It should be possible to smash the head with a hammer on the ground.
But he can think so, but others may not.
The young barbarian youths are so strong, how can they stand such ridicule.
If it's a master, that's all, but it's still a little girl who looks like a human race, how can this make them stand it.
Even if A Chou powder carved jade gangs, some people of the Barbarian people have different aesthetics from normal people.
In their eyes, women should be those with big arms and round waists, which can kill an elephant with one punch, so they look better.
As for the skinny appearance of the human race, in their eyes it is a feature of waste.
One punch can knock down twenty.
"Little baby, don't talk nonsense, this is a barbarian, not your human!"
"You little baby knows a fart, don't you know what physical power is? You dare to speak up here!"
"That is, your grown-ups are not educated, and the children you teach are equally uneducated."
"Human races are all the same, none of them are things."
There was constant ridicule, and finally rose to the entire human race.
But these people are just talking, they are not so frantic yet, they don't want to do anything to a little girl.
However, beside this little girl, there is also Chen Xinglie.
"The human barbarians have the same clan, do you guys want to put yourself together with the demon clan? If you have the strength to fight the demon clan, you will only yell at the same clan here as rubbish!"
Chen Xinglie said without anyone else.
Gradually, he felt more and more killing intent around him, and it seemed that these words touched some people's nerves.
"Hey! Terran boy! Looking at your delicate skin and tender skin, can you dare to take my grandpa's punch?"
"Yes, Human Race is worthy of Human Race, adults and children are the same."
"If it were here, it would have been dead ten times."
"I didn't agree with you just now. My barbarian physical strength is much stronger than the human race. You dare to compare with me in the ring. If you win, my old man will admit that there are strong people in your human race!"
Chen Xinglie looked at the speaker. This was a simple-looking young man who seemed to be a little smaller than Shi Feiyu, but his strength was extraordinary and he had the realm of inner strength.
"Is there just a strong one?"
Chen Xinglie smiled and didn't argue on this topic.
But he stepped onto the ring step by step under the shocked eyes of everyone.
And beside him, there was also Chen A Chou.
"What does this person mean, look down on my barbarians? Actually bring a kid on the court!"
"Lao Jiu! Kill him and let him know how powerful my barbarians are!"
For a time, the sentiment was infuriated.
No one thought that Chen Xinglie would dare to compare with the barbarians in flesh, and no one thought that he would take a child up there.
This is an insult to the barbarians.
Chen Xinglie rubbed his ears, feeling noisy.
"Noisy!"
The tenth state of martial arts, like the dragon state, was released. With just two words, many barbarians present felt that the world was spinning, and their weak eardrums were shattered.
He looked at these people coldly, he just didn't want to kill indiscriminately.
The young man from the barbarian clan called Lao Jiu hesitated. He felt Chen Xinglie's strength, unfathomable, and definitely better than him by more than one grade.
But now, riding a tiger is difficult, is it possible to be timid?
That would become the laughing stock of the entire barbarian.
"Don't worry, this seat will not use martial arts strength, we are only better than the physical body."
Chen Xinglie's calm tone reached his ears, which made him feel relieved.
If he is only better than the flesh, he really won't necessarily lose.
At this moment, there were far more people around than before. This was not just a battle between young people, but also a battle between the two races. They wanted to see how this human youth was defeated.
As for Chen Xinglie's ability to win, no one had thought about it except some of the Golden Eagle tribesmen present.
The moment he spoke, someone recognized his identity.
But this time the comparison is physical strength, not martial arts.
After all, Lao Jiu stood on the ring, face to face with Chen Xinglie.
A Chou had never experienced the feeling of being stared at by so many people, and seemed a little shy.
"Don't worry, I'll get down soon."
Chen Xinglie touched A Chou's head.
"Long admired the name of Chen Sheng, Du Jiu of the Xiaheiyan tribe."
The youth's eyes were complicated, and he had just learned that the man who had been mocked by them was actually the famous Chen Sheng of the Human Race, a ruthless man who had slashed a million demon blood eagles with a single sword.
Chen Xinglie was not surprised, and said lightly: "Golden Eagle Tribe, Chen Xinglie."
As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.
"Aren't you Human? How dare you say that you are a member of the Golden Eagle tribe?"
Chen Xinglie didn’t even look at the speaker, and his tone was calm.
Everyone is a human race. Why can’t I be a member of the Golden Eagle tribe? Besides, Chen Xinglie is the son-in-law of the entire Golden Eagle tribe. Naturally, I can say from the Golden Eagle tribe. I said Is it right?"
No one spoke, and many people below heard what Chen Xinglie meant.
This means that the human race and the barbarian race are treated the same in his eyes, everyone is human, and there is no difference between superior and inferior.
In their impression, the human races are arrogant and look down on their barbarians, thinking that the barbarians are just a group of simple-minded people with well-developed limbs.
But the person who just spoke, is Human Race Chen Sheng, if he can't represent Human Race, then who else can represent.
In an instant, many people's faith wavered.
"Come on, I have three tricks for you."
Chen Xinglie looked at this Du Jiu, who turned out to be a member of the Heiyan tribe.
Du Jiu's expression was complicated, and Chen Xinglie's words just touched him a little.
But here is the ring.
"kill!"
With a roar, Du Jiu's figure rushed to Chen Xinglie's eyes almost instantly.
He punched out, towards Chen Xinglie's chest.
But the latter didn't seem to be moving, and he still stood there quietly, as if he was out of the picture.
This scene made Du Jiu a little humiliating, and he felt that he was despised.
Thinking about it this way, the force on his fist was a little bit stronger.
With a bang, this fist was very powerful, and Chen Xinglie's clothes were hunting.
But the audience was silent.
The scene they expected did not appear. Chen Xinglie received such a punch indifferently, but there was no sign of injury.
Didn't even move.
This……
how is this possible?