My Ares Son-in-Law

"What a mess." The more Zhao Chunhua listened, the more confused he became. His head seemed like a tangled mess.

She was about to ask for clarification, but she heard Uncle Yang beside her say in a muffled voice: "Miss, since Miss Jiang Yixiu has said so much, let me meet this boy and destroy his cultivation. This will prevent him from relying on his martial arts skills to act so arrogantly here."

Uncle Yang is tall and strong, with bulging muscles and a ferocious look on his face.

Zhao Chunhua waved his hands hastily and said, "It's too serious to cripple him. It's better not to do that. Just teach him a lesson."

Although she was very unhappy with Xiao Chen, her strong curiosity was spreading in her heart like a vine. Moreover, she was keenly aware that Jiang Yixue was protecting Xiao Chen everywhere, and she thought that she couldn't really destroy Xiao Chen, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the disharmony between the two families.

In fact, Zhao Chunhua has many friends in the social circle and is always surrounded by a group of people on weekdays, but the only person who can really allow her to open her heart and communicate with her from the bottom of her heart is Jiang Yixiu.

Although they often quarreled and sometimes even argued with each other like two aggressive little animals, their relationship was very close. They understood each other's joys and sorrows, and would always stand up for each other without hesitation when the other was in trouble.

Uncle Yang looked at Xiao Chen and said coldly: "You should thank my young lady for her kindness."

Xiao Chen sneered: "Perhaps, her kindness saved you."

"Boy, today I'll let you know the consequences of offending the Zhao family!" Uncle Yang took a step forward, stomping his shoes heavily on the ground, clenching his fists, his knuckles crackling, his muscles tensed, making his black suit bulge.

His eyes were sharp, and he seemed to have regarded Xiao Chen as fish on the chopping board.

Xiao Chen looked calm, and his simple black clothes made him look taller and straighter. He put his hands in his pockets, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, as if the threat in front of him was not worth mentioning at all.

Seeing this, Zhao Chunhua sneered, "Xiao Chen, don't think about leaving here easily today. Uncle Yang is a master who has followed me for many years, so just accept the punishment obediently."

The onlookers around also echoed the sentiment. Some whispered about Xiao Chen's overestimation of his own abilities, while others waited expectantly to see Xiao Chen make a fool of himself.

Uncle Yang shouted loudly and rushed towards Xiao Chen like a tiger pouncing on its prey. His speed was so fast that it caused a gust of wind.

In the blink of an eye, he came in front of Xiao Chen, and with a whistling sound, he punched Xiao Chen's face with his right fist. The punch was so powerful that if it hit hard, it would probably blow an ordinary person's head off on the spot.

However, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry. Just when Uncle Yang's fist was about to touch his cheek, he slightly turned his body and easily avoided the fierce blow. Uncle Yang's punch missed, and because he rushed too hard, his body temporarily lost balance and fell forward.

Xiao Chen reached out his hand and patted Uncle Yang lightly on the back.

This seemingly gentle slap contained tremendous power. Uncle Yang only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, falling heavily on the lawn more than ten meters away, splashing a piece of grass. This sudden change made everyone present stunned.

Zhao Chunhua's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He originally thought that Uncle Yang was more than capable of dealing with Xiao Chen, but he didn't expect the situation to reverse in an instant. "This... How is this possible!" Zhao Chunhua couldn't help but blurt out.

The onlookers around were also in an uproar. Some were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths, while others whispered about Xiao Chen's hidden talent.

Uncle Yang struggled to get up from the ground, his face was in disgrace, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He was shocked and angry, he didn't expect that this seemingly young boy could have such powerful skills.

"I won't let you go!" Uncle Yang roared, and rushed towards Xiao Chen again. This time he learned his lesson, and his steps were steady. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Chen, looking for his flaws. Xiao Chen still looked calm, with his hands in his pockets, as if he was taking a leisurely walk.

When Uncle Yang approached, Xiao Chen flashed and went around Uncle Yang like a ghost, then raised his leg and kicked Uncle Yang in the knee. Uncle Yang's knees softened immediately and he knelt on one knee.

Xiao Chen then kicked Uncle Yang on the back again, and Uncle Yang fell forward again, lying on the ground for a long time without getting up. Xiao Chen patted the non-existent dust on his body and looked at Zhao Chunhua coldly: "This is what you get for trying to teach me a lesson."

Zhao Chunhua's face turned pale, he was ashamed and angry, but he didn't dare to get angry easily. He never thought that the bodyguard he had always relied on would be so vulnerable in front of Xiao Chen. The onlookers around him didn't dare to underestimate Xiao Chen anymore, and they looked at him with awe.

In this slightly noisy and tense venue, Jiang Yixiu stood there coquettishly. She raised her eyes slightly and looked casually at Zhao Chunhua next to her, a smile with a hint of teasing slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

As she smiled, she said in a gentle but fierce tone, "Slut, I told you a long time ago that he is very strong! Although your Uncle Yang seems to be quite strong and can be very impressive in many occasions, he is far behind him.

Fortunately, you stopped your Uncle Yang from destroying Xiao Chen, otherwise, it would be your Uncle Yang who would be lying on the ground, screaming in agony, and whose martial arts skills would have been destroyed!"

Zhao Chunhua stood there, her face instantly becoming very embarrassed. The embarrassment was not only because her uncle Yang had lost miserably in the competition with Xiao Chen, but also because she was clearly at a disadvantage in front of Jiang Yixue.

The undisguised sneer on Jiang Yixiu's face at this moment was like countless needles piercing her heart, making her annoyed and ashamed. She felt her face burning, as if she had been slapped in the face in public.

She lowered her head slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of complicated emotions.

Only then did she carefully recall the scenes of Xiao Chen's attack just now. His movements were clean and neat, and his strength was steady and powerful. He could have such amazing strength at that age. He must be a genius in the cultivation world! The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Xiao Chen might also be a person with a great background.

After all, for those wild practitioners who have no strong background and rely entirely on their own practice, it is almost impossible to grow to the level of Xiao Chen at such a young age. It is as difficult as wanting to climb to the top of a steep mountain without any guidance or help.

Zhao Chunhua took a deep breath and tried to calm her flustered and angry mood. She straightened her back, her eyes were cold, and she said decisively: "Come here, send Uncle Yang and that bald guy to the hospital! If anything happens to them, you will be held responsible!" (End of this chapter)