My Ares Son-in-Law

The orange-red flame at the cigarette butt was faintly visible in the sunlight, and wisps of smoke slowly rose from his mouth, like a veil, swirling around him, adding a bit of mystery to him.

At this moment, he was like a hermit detached from the world, or like a king who was about to dominate the battlefield. In this noisy competition scene, he appeared particularly calm and composed.

Sun Chengye hadn't shown up yet. Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself: Sun Chengye has always been cunning, I wonder what tricks he is planning now? Is he secretly accumulating strength, or waiting for a certain opportunity? But no matter what tricks he plays, he is fully confident to deal with it.

"Mr. Xiao, come on!" Under the stage, Jiang Yixiu was wearing a white dress. The white hem of the dress swayed gently in the wind, like a pure lily swaying in the breeze.

Her pretty face was flushed, like the sunset in the sky, and her eyes were shining with a fiery and determined light, just like the brightest stars in the night sky.

She put her hands to her mouth, gathered all her strength into this shout, and shouted with all her might. The sound was clear and pleasant, and in this noisy competition scene, it was like a clear phoenix cry, penetrating through the layers of noise and reaching Xiao Chen's ears.

Xiao Chen looked in the direction of the voice and immediately saw Jiang Yixiu in the crowd. Her expectant eyes, like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly dispelled the haze in Xiao Chen's heart caused by waiting.

A warm and gentle smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand and waved at Jiang Yixiu, as if conveying a firm belief to her: Don't worry, I will do my best and will not let you down.

He silently swore in his heart that for himself, for his friends, and to break the conspiracy of these evil forces, he must win this competition. Sun Chengye wanted to die, so how could he not fulfill his wish? Let him pay the price for what he did.

The cigarette was about to be finished, the flame at the end of the cigarette became weaker and weaker, and the smoke gradually dissipated in the air. At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and Sun Chengye finally appeared.

He was dressed in a black suit, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, like a hero in a martial arts novel who was about to go to the battlefield to punish evil and promote good.

At this moment, his aura was boiling, like a volcano about to erupt. The powerful aura continued to spread outwards, giving off a full sense of oppression.

Each of his steps was steady and powerful, and the ground seemed to shake slightly with his footsteps. He walked towards the ring step by step, his eyes firm and fierce, like a beast locking onto its prey.

Sun Chengye strode onto the ring, his feet landing firmly on the ground with a dull sound. His eyes were like knives, staring coldly at Xiao Chen, the hatred in his eyes was like a materialized flame, burning fiercely.

He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word: "Boy, I hope you don't be a coward in this battle, otherwise, your friends will be in trouble!" His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying endless threats and malice.

Xiao Chen slowly brushed off the cigarette ash on his body, his movements were graceful and calm. He had a confident and calm smile on his face, that smile seemed to tell the world: everything is under control.

He tilted his head slightly and said jokingly, "Of course I won't run away. But you, when you see how powerful I am later, don't be scared to death and run away." There was a hint of teasing in his words, but they were full of strong self-confidence.

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. The audience seemed to be a powder keg that had been lit, and they immediately exploded. They whispered to each other and discussed Xiao Chen's arrogant remarks.

Some people were shocked, unable to believe that he was so sure that Sun Chengye was not their opponent; some were disdainful, thinking that Xiao Chen was just bluffing; others had excitement in their eyes, looking forward to how exciting the upcoming battle would be.

For a moment, the atmosphere of the entire competition site was pushed to a climax. A thrilling battle seemed to be about to break out. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the official start of this life-and-death duel.

Sun Chengye's facial muscles twitched, and he let out a cold smile. The sound of his smile was like the cry of a crow in the cold night, full of endless mockery:

"Young man, you really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is! You may be considered a strong man in your own small circle, but you have never seen a truly strong man. After today's battle, you will wake up from your dream and realize that you are just a frog in a well, so insignificant!"

After saying this, he crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes full of contempt, as if Xiao Chen was just an insignificant ant.

Xiao Chen heard this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a calm smile: "Frog in the well? I think this word is the most appropriate to describe you. Okay, there is no need for us to waste our breath here, this is not some 'King of Lip-service' competition."

He glanced at the eager audience around him, "Everyone is waiting to see the show, come on, don't dawdle!"

Sun Chengye's face instantly turned as dark as ink. His originally sharp eyes now looked like two cold rays, as sharp as an eagle circling in the sky to hunt, locking onto Xiao Chen tightly, as if wanting to eat him alive.

"Please!" Although he was burning with anger, Sun Chengye was, after all, an old hand who had been in the underworld for many years and was well versed in the rules of the underworld. He suppressed his anger and clasped his fists politely.

"Please!" Xiao Chen also made a gesture of invitation, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, "I'll give you ten moves. If you can touch the corner of my clothes within ten moves, even if you win, I will not say anything and will take the initiative to be killed. But if you can't even touch the corner of my clothes, don't blame me for being rude!"

"How dare you!" Sun Chengye shouted, veins popping out on his forehead like twisted earthworms. What he couldn't stand the most was being looked down upon by a junior. Xiao Chen's words were like a loud slap in the face in public.

At this moment, countless pairs of eyes were staring at them, and Sun Chengye had only one thought in his mind: he must make Xiao Chen pay a heavy price for his arrogance!

"Whoosh!" As soon as the words fell, Sun Chengye's figure disappeared from the spot like a black phantom. The air made a sharp whistling sound as he moved so fast.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Xiao Chen, with the muscles of his right arm bulging high, like a bull ready to go, punching out with tremendous force.

This punch was like the roar of thunder, or like a sharp arrow shot from a bow. The wind from the punch was whistling, accompanied by the dull sound of a sonic boom. It was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone present hard, making them breathless. (End of this chapter)