Chapter: 1442
Han Zongyuan kicked in the air and fell back to the ground. He was a little shocked. It was strange that Chen Ning avoided his sure-kill kick so easily.
He couldn't care so much at this time, and started a close fight with Chen Ning.
He made a high-pitched sound like a crane, his right hand was like a bird's wing, and he swung a knife fiercely towards Chen Ning's neck.
Chen Ning took another step back and avoided Han Zongyuan's sharp edge again.
Han Zongyuan chased after him, and threw out another punch: "Heaven White Crane Fist!"
This time, Chen Ning no longer gave way, no longer dodged, but used the most common moves in military martial arts to fight, stepping and punching.
boom!
The two clashed fists, making a sound like thunder.
Han Zongyuan's arm was broken in an instant, and his body seemed to be struck by lightning, and his whole body was shaken and flew upside down. He slammed into an osmanthus tree heavily, breaking it directly, and then fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
What?
He has trained countless boxing champions and Sanda champions, and at the age of 30, he has experienced more than a thousand battles without losing a single defeat. He was hailed as the god of war in the Jianghu, and today he was defeated by Chen Ning with a single shot!
Zhang Chaocheng was stunned!
A group of his subordinates were also shocked!
Even Han Zongyuan, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, had blood on his mouth at this time, and looked at Chen Ning in disbelief.
He couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated by Chen Ning's punch, and murmured: "Impossible, impossible..."
"There is no unknown person in China who can beat me with a single punch!"
"If someone can beat me with a single punch, then maybe the legendary young marshal of the northern region, the Chinese god of war, might be able to do it..."
When Han Zongyuan talked to himself, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Chen Ning in horror.
His body began to tremble crazily uncontrollably, and he couldn't speak fluently. He said tremblingly: "You...you are...the Chinese God of War!"
The people around saw that Mr. Han looked at Chen Ning in horror, and said that Chen Ning was the Chinese God of War. Many people didn't realize it. Everyone was confused. They didn't know who the Chinese God of War was?
Chen Ning hasn't spoken yet!
Dian Chu couldn't help but snorted coldly: "It seems that you still have some eyesight, and you can see the origin of our young master."
Han Zongyuan's frustration after being defeated disappeared in an instant. At this time, he had a sudden realization expression, regretful and ashamed and said: "It turns out that I am the real God of War, and my fake God of War will lose. It is reasonable and natural! "
Chen Ning calmly looked at Han Zongyuan, who was in regret and shame, and said lightly: "I have heard of your name, Mr. Han. You have trained many Sanda and fighting master disciples, but your character is extremely defensive."
"You two apprentices wanted to kill me, but I was killed by my self-defense. It can be said that it is their own fault."
"I hope you will stop making trouble for no reason, and this matter will end here!"
Han Zongyuan now knew that Chen Ning was the commander in chief of the 300,000 soldiers in the northern border, the Chinese God of War who had killed a mountain of corpses from the allied forces of masters from eighteen countries. Coupled with his wrongdoing, how could he have the courage to continue messing around with Chen Ning at this time?
He struggled to stand up, and said in shame and anger: "Yes, yes, God of War scolded you so well, this old man will retire to the mountains and forests, only train students, and don't care about world affairs, let alone participate in any battles."
Chen Ning turned to look at Zhang Chaocheng!
Zhang Chaocheng hadn't guessed Chen Ning's identity yet, he was full of surprise and fear. JrNovels.com