Chapter 1133 Anger

Just when Chen Yang was wondering why Chrissie Chau didn't come, she appeared in Chen Yang's sight.

However, Chrissie Chau covered her face, her cheeks slightly red and swollen, as if she had just been slapped.

"Someone hit her?"

Chen Yang felt a little unhappy, so he wanted to walk over and ask what was going on.

But as soon as he took a step forward, Chrissie Chau gently shook her head in his direction, motioning for him to stay away.

"What's going on? Someone is making things difficult for her?"

Chen Yang was confused and looked at the people around Zhou Xiuna. He saw that several members of the Zhou family had tense faces, as if they were blaming Zhou Xiuna for doing something wrong.

"The quarter-finals battle has officially begun. The first battle is between Chen Yang and He Ting!"

While Chen Yang was thinking, the martial arts meeting was announced to begin.

A white figure suddenly appeared in the center of the venue, it was He Ting.

He had a long sword on his waist, his hands were clasped behind his back, deliberately inflating his energy, his robes fluttered, he looked cool and handsome.

"Nima, show off!"

Chen Yang rolled his eyes, feeling more and more that He Ting was sick.

"Qilin Sword!"

At this time, someone pointed at the sword on He Ting's waist and exclaimed.

Hearing this, He Ting showed a proud look on his face and deliberately lifted the scabbard.

"Is that the He family's spiritual weapon, the Qilin Sword?"

"Absolutely, I recognize the scabbard. It is made entirely of gold. It is engraved with a three-headed unicorn and decorated with twelve rubies."

"It is indeed a Qilin Sword. It is only used to deal with Chen Yang. It seems that this sword has no chance of being unsheathed."

Hearing the crowd's voices, Chen Yang looked at He Ting's golden scabbard and felt quite speechless.

The spiritual weapons in Taoyuan are all made by Master Hao Lan, and this Qilin Sword is no exception.

Chen Yang believed that Master Haolan would never make such a flashy scabbard. This scabbard must have been made by the He family later.

"It's so exaggerated! It's simply an insult to Master Hao Lan!"

Chen Yang shook his head and walked into the venue.

He looked at He Ting, whose robes were fluttering, and said with disdain: "It's just a show, and you actually deliberately inflate your true energy. Oh, why don't you bring a blower?"

"you……"

He Ting's eyes turned cold, his energy calmed down, and his fluttering robe suddenly became quiet.

Before he could refute, Chen Yang continued: "And the scabbard. You were afraid that others wouldn't know it was a spiritual weapon, so you actually put so many jewels on it and made it of pure gold? Apart from showing off, is it useful?"

He Ting narrowed his eyes, with a hint of disdain and ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Chen Yang, I know, you want to anger me. But, no way!"

After a pause, He Ting lowered his voice and said, "Last night Zhou Xiuna went to see you, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat and he did not answer He Ting.

He Ting continued: "Humph, that bitch is obviously my future wife, but she acts like a slut all day long, attracting bees and butterflies, and being coquettish. She thinks that if she is like this, I will not want her. Her? Hum, what a delusion."

"However, last night, she actually dared to go to you. This was simply an insult to me, my fiancé. So, before I came just now, I slapped her in the face."

Hearing this, Chen Yang knew that Zhou Xiuna had been beaten by He Ting.

He also understood that the reason why Zhou Xiuna helped him was because he did not want to marry He Ting and hoped that he could kill He Ting.

After all, marrying a man like He Ting would be a disaster.

He Ting sneered and said: "Chen Yang, do you know? Zhou Xiuna still dares to resist me. Unfortunately, she is not my opponent. Moreover, the Zhou family also thinks that she is unruly, and even her father blames her. This That bitch whose elbows are turned outward, I will definitely teach her a lesson in the future."

Hearing this, Chen Yang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said angrily: "Shut up!"

He Ting's voice was so low that no one knew what he was talking about.

But Chen Yang's angry shout spread throughout the audience.

He Ting looked at the angry Chen Yang and laughed excitedly: "Hahahaha, don't you want to anger me? Unfortunately, you got angry first. You can't even control your own emotions. You can't be called a genius at all, nor are you A true warrior.”

"He Ting, you are a psycho!" Chen Yang cursed and asked, "He Sui, where is her grandfather?"

He Ting raised his hand and shouted to the He Zhen viewing area: "Bring me up."

Two sons of the He family escorted He Sui and He Futong respectively, and brought them out from behind the viewing area of ​​He Town.

He Sui was fine and was not harmed.

However, He Futong was tied up and thrown to the ground. His whole body was covered in blood and his face was swollen. He had obviously been severely abused.

"grandfather!"

He Sui exclaimed, threw herself on He Futong, and quickly helped He Futong untie the rope, trying to help He Futong up, but found that he couldn't stand up at all.

"He Juba, you are so heartless. My grandfather has been your personal servant for many years, and you actually mistreat him like this!"

He Sui looked at He Juba, with tears in his eyes, and roared angrily.

He Juba was unmoved and said in a deep voice: "As my slave, if you don't consider me, this is betrayal. Betraying the He family, even if I kill He Futong, it is not an exaggeration at all. I will keep him now My life has been completely benevolent and righteous, you should thank me."

Hearing these shameless words, He Sui was so angry that his body trembled and tears flowed down.

The whole audience looked over and saw that many people sympathized with He Sui but were unable to help.

Seeing He Futong who was injured and unconscious, and He Ting who was crying so hard that Chen Yang became more and more angry.

He clearly knew that He Ting was deliberately trying to anger him and make him lose his temper, but he just couldn't control his feelings.

Perhaps, feelings are his Chen Yang's weakness.

He Ting looked at the murderous Chen Yang, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

He said coldly: "Chen Yang, after you die, I will take Hesui as my concubine tomorrow. Tomorrow night, I will have a bridal chamber with her. At that time, I will put your head in the room and break it." Open your eyes, so you can see, hahahaha..."

"He Ting, I will cut you into pieces!" Chen Yang said with a cold tone. He turned to look at the referee and said, "Let the announcement begin. I can't wait to kill He Ting!"

"Kill me? Hum, wishful thinking!"

He Ting snorted coldly and winked at the referee. The He family who served as the referee announced that the first battle had officially begun.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang attacked He Ting like a bolt of lightning.