Chapter 581 Please prove that you are the son of destiny

Lu Chengwen hugged Long Aotian:

"Brother, you have paid for it! This is my senior brother Long Aotian!"

Long Aotian nodded.

"He is the son of destiny!"

"He is the chosen one!"

"He is the son of luck!"

"He is... In short, the most promising, most lucky, and most destined person in the world is my senior brother, Long Aotian!"

Long Aotian looked at Lu Chengwen: "Cheng Wen, you are sensible."

Long Aotian said to Chen Ergou: "I! Long Aotian! I am the son of destiny, the chosen one! Your secret is probably prepared for me! Why don't you take me with you?"

Chen Ergou was a little suspicious: "You? The chosen one?"

"That's right! It's me!"

Long Aotian was very confident in this. He was born to consider himself the son of destiny. Is there any player in the world who is more lucky than himself? Have it?

Besides Lu Chengwen and Zhao Ritian, who else have I suffered under?

No!

Chen Ergou said: "You...come closer and I will take a closer look at you."

Long Aotian walked over confidently, and as soon as he got close, Chen Ergou dug it down with a hoe.

"I'll kill you bastard!"

Fortunately, Long Aotian hid quickly: "Are you sick!? You killed the son of fate, and your secret is useless!"

Chen Ergou said: "Will the real Son of Destiny be hacked to death by me? The one who can be hacked to death by me will be the Son of Destiny? If you do this, lie down here and I will gouge your head one hundred and eight times with a hoe. If you are still alive, it proves that you are the son of destiny!"

Long Aotian looked at him: "I am the son of Destiny, not a fool! I lie there and let you scratch me, and I hit you one hundred and eight times. Do you think I am mentally retarded?"

Lu Chengwen said: "Brother, you keep saying you want to wait for a child of destiny. Do you have any characteristics of a child of destiny?"

"First of all, the Son of Destiny has powerful defense capabilities, self-healing capabilities and combat capabilities!"

Long Aotian said: "Don't I? I have the aura of king and domineering, and I am fine even after being beaten by you for so long. Can't you prove it?"

Chen Ergou said: "Indeed... Well, if you let me slap you, if you can bear it, you will be considered qualified!"

Long Aotian was speechless for a moment.

This Lao Deng is a master of the four ghost sects. Although his kung fu is average, his strength is very strong.

Give him a slap, and most people will definitely take it in his hands.

Even I can't bear it!

Long Aotian said angrily: "Don't even think about it!"

Lu Chengwen said: "Brother, you have to prove to him that this old man can't get enough of you."

Long Aotian gritted his teeth and whispered: "He is the Ghost Sect! He might kill me with one palm!"

"No, I just beat you for so long without killing you..."

"That's because I'm using my tyrannical energy to resist! I can release part of my strength and defend part of it. If I get beaten by him directly, I'll be doomed!"

Lu Chengwen said: "Brother, this old man has been living in seclusion in the village all year round, and his brain is actually a bit unclear. Now as long as you can prove to him that you are the son of destiny, he will definitely obey your words and treat you as a god! Just prove it to him. Let him know how powerful you are, and then I will tell you the land and his secrets!"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth: "Okay!"

Long Aotian stood up, ready to perform the Fudo Ming Wang Kung Fu: "Chen Ergou, come on!"

Chen Ergou nodded: "I'm here to see if you are the son of destiny."

Long Aotian used Fudo Mingwang Kung Fu!

Chen Ergou suddenly picked up the hoe, spat on both hands, and dug it down hard, covering his head!

The old man is so cruel!

How is this testing the Son of Destiny? This is sending Long Aotian to the bliss of the West!

The old man is gnashing his teeth!

Because of the excessive force, his old face was so hideous that it was distorted!

"Hi--!"

Click!

Long Aotian dodged instantly.

There was a big stone buried under the grass, and it was split into pieces!

The hoe struck the stone and sparks flew everywhere!

Long Aotian looked at the piece of stone that had been dug out and was already in pieces. He pointed at Chen Ergou and backed away: "Didn't you mean to slap me? Why are you still using a hoe?!"

"Is there any difference?"

"The difference is huge!" Long Aotian roared: "Who can bear this hoe!?"

"The son of Destiny can bear it!"

Lu Chengwen also shook his head: "Brother, you are not particular about it. You agreed to test it with a palm. The son of destiny is not a diamond made of iron. You can even smash big rocks, and no one can carry their brains." Can’t stop!”

Chen Ergou said: "Okay."

He threw the hoe: "Come here, I'll give you a slap this time."

Long Aotian stood firm again and braced himself.

Chen Ergou was really not used to it. He struck out with one palm and hit Long Aotian directly in the chest!

That is Long Aotian!

Anyone else would probably be beaten to death!

Long Aotian felt a slight bone-breaking sound from his sternum.

The whole person took a few steps back, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Lu Chengwen admired secretly in his heart.

[It has to be my senior brother. He can’t be beaten to death even if he stands there. 】

[Fudo Mingou has the aura of overlord and the aura blessing of Son of Destiny. It is impossible for anyone who wants to kill him instantly with one move. 】

[There is no male protagonist in the world who can be killed instantly with just one move. 】

[Unfortunately, Chen Ergou doesn’t understand this truth. 】

Long Aotian covered his chest, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth when he spoke: "How is it? I am the son of destiny, right?"

Chen Ergou nodded: "Sure enough, there is something. Okay! In addition to strong defense, the son of destiny must also have strong attack power! If you can bend my hoe with your hands, I will consider you powerful!"

The head of that hoe is iron!

Long Aotian's hands are fleshy!

Long Aoqiang is half dead.

Lu Chengwen told him: "Senior Brother, hold on, you are the son of destiny, what are you afraid of? Are you not confident in this?"

"I……"

"Show him!"

Long Aotian had no choice but to put the hoe on a big rock.

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly.

Run all your internal energy in the palm of your hand.

Close your eyes and think silently:

Emperor, Queen, and Earth!

Gods of heaven and earth!

I, Long Aotian, am here to ask Tianmai Gua, whether he is the real son of destiny, here is a palm!

If I were a true son of destiny, my hoe would bend with one palm strike!

if not...

impossible!

Long Aotian suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and with a burst of anger, confidence, and his unyielding spirit, he struck down with a palm!

boom!

Long Aotian almost screamed!

This hoe is much harder than I thought!

It seems like one of my fingers is broken!

But Long Aotian held back. He slowly pulled out his hand from the bent hoe, holding the trembling hand, the bloody hand...

He said with difficulty: "Look... did you see it? It's bent... it's bent... you hoe..."

"Oops! This is a hoe made of fine steel and cold iron. You can even bend it? Or are you using a meat palm!?"

Long Aotian looked at him in shock and grief.

Why are you using fine steel and cold iron to make a hoe? ?

This material makes a hoe! ?

You're really cultivating underground blood!

I said it was so tough!

Long Aotian couldn't breathe for a long time, so he held his breath, as if he would die of pain if he took out this breath.

Hua Xuening was anxious: "Master, it's really bent. Is he really the son of destiny?"

Lu Chengwen smiled bitterly: "Of course."

"Okay!" Chen Ergou gave a thumbs up: "You are just one step away from being recognized as the Son of Destiny!"

"A true son of destiny, in addition to being different from ordinary people in attack and defense, must also have very powerful abilities in that area!"

Hua Xuening sighed: "Tian'er is not the son of destiny."