My Ares Son-in-Law

The rocks in the distance were shaken by this powerful force and rolled down the cliff, making a loud "boom" sound, which startled the birds flying in the sky.

The birds flew around in panic in the sky, making shrill cries, as if they were wailing for this tragic battle.

There was a fierce murderous intent in Xiao Chen's punches and kicks, and each move was aimed directly at the vital points.

His fists were like sledgehammers, smashing towards Yang Tian's chest, throat and other vital parts with tremendous force; his footwork was like sharp blades, sweeping towards Yang Tian's lower body with sharp sounds of breaking wind.

Yang Tian, ​​on the other hand, was calm, steady and experienced. Relying on his many years of combat experience, he had hidden tricks in every move.

He cleverly dodged Xiao Chen's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack. Every move he made was just right, so that Xiao Chen did not dare to be careless at all.

After another violent collision, both of them flew backwards at the same time.

Xiao Chen did a somersault in the air, supported himself with one hand, and landed steadily.

He dusted off his hands, as if the battle just now was just a warm-up exercise.

The fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger, and the light was like a burning flame, illuminating the gloomy sky.

He licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with excitement, as if he was looking forward to a more intense battle.

Yang Tian's face was as red as blood, and the veins on his neck were bulging like a winding earthworm.

He was panting heavily, his chest heaving like a drum, and every breath was painful.

He felt like his heart was going to jump out of his chest and his internal organs were in turmoil.

Sweat soaked his clothes, which stuck to his body and made him feel cold.

But as the pride of the top of Tianhe Realm, he would not allow himself to retreat.

He knew very well that he represented the dignity and honor of the Yang family. If he admitted defeat, it would not only bring shame to the Yang family, but also make all his years of hard work go to waste.

He clenched his teeth and clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.

He tried hard to regulate his breathing, trying to recover as quickly as possible and prepare for the next round of attack.

"You are indeed very strong, but unfortunately... you are old!" Xiao Chen's eyes were cold and every word was as sharp as a knife.

His voice echoed in the strong wind, carrying with it an unquestionable dominance.

He looked at Yang Tian's trembling hands, but without any mercy.

In his opinion, when the Yang family planned to kill everyone, it was doomed to be irreconcilable.

He knew very well that some grudges must be repaid with blood.

He clenched his fists again, his momentum suddenly increased, ready to give Yang Tian a fatal blow...

Yang Tian was filled with shock and anger, and the complex emotions were like a surging tide, surging in his chest.

He never expected that Xiao Chen, a young boy in front of him, would be so difficult to deal with!

Every confrontation made him feel an unprecedented pressure, as if he was facing an insurmountable mountain.

The high-intensity battle has been going on for a long time. Yang Tian only felt that the true energy in his body was flowing away like a flood. Every move he made seemed to be draining his life.

His limbs gradually became heavy and his movements were no longer as agile as at the beginning.

Every punch and every kick requires several times more strength than usual.

But the pride of being a strong man, like a brand engraved in his bones, would not allow him to retreat. He thought back to the days when he was a powerful figure in the martial arts world. At that time, he was a master admired by everyone and the pride of the Yang family.

Now, how could he easily admit defeat in front of this young boy?

"Ah!" Yang Tian roared, and the sound seemed to be a roar erupting from the depths of his soul, carrying with it endless anger and unwillingness.

He once again circulated all his strength, and the true energy in his dantian rushed out like a raging river, flowing quickly along the meridians to his limbs and bones.

A golden light shone all around him, and the light became brighter and brighter, enveloping him entirely. He looked like a god of war that had walked out of mythology, emitting a terrifying majesty.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with excitement, and that light was like a burning flame, illuminating his young and determined face.

He was not afraid at all, but became more eager to fight. Like a cheetah smelling blood, he instantly turned into a black lightning and rushed towards Yang Tian.

The two men fought like two ferocious beasts, punching and kicking each other as fast as lightning.

Every collision made a loud "bang bang" sound, as if two mountains were colliding with each other.

The sound of bones cracking and groans continued to ring out, echoing on the silent mountain top, making people feel creepy.

Xiao Chen's fists carried terrifying power, and each punch contained his deep internal strength and superb martial arts.

The fist was like a sledgehammer, smashing towards Yang Tian with tremendous force.

Every punch that landed would leave a bruise on Yang Tian's body, and the bruises spread wildly on his body like blooming ink-colored flowers.

Yang Tian's palm skills were tricky. Relying on his years of combat experience, he cleverly dodged Xiao Chen's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

His palm was like a nimble snake's tongue, carrying a hint of coldness, and it almost hit Xiao Chen's vital points several times.

Xiao Chen also had to concentrate and be alert to Yang Tian's attacks at all times. If he was not careful, he might fall into an irretrievable situation.

Finally, both of them punched each other in the chest at the same time.

The two powerful forces exploded in an instant, like two meteors colliding in space, making a deafening noise.

Xiao Chen only felt a huge impact force coming, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

He somersaulted in the air, his feet landed steadily on the ground, and then slid on the ground leaving a long trail.

But the strange thing was that his clothes were still clean and tidy, and there was no blood at the corner of his mouth, as if the punch just now was just a tickle to him.

"I had a lot of fun." Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a bright smile, which was filled with a bit of teasing and excitement.

He looked at Yang Tian who was in a miserable state opposite him, and a sense of accomplishment surged in his heart.

He didn't expect that this battle would be so exciting and made him feel the long-lost excitement in his blood.

But Yang Tianke was in a miserable state. He felt as if his chest was hit hard by a mountain and all his internal organs seemed to have shifted out of place.

At least two ribs were broken, and every breath he took was filled with piercing pain, as if countless needles were piercing his lungs.

Blood gushed out of his mouth like red fountains, spilling onto the ground, instantly dyeing the land red.

But he still stood there stubbornly, his feet nailed firmly to the ground like nails, refusing to fall down.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness, and they were like burning flames, as if they were going to burn the entire world to ashes.

He didn't believe that he would lose to a young boy, and he was unwilling to see his years of hard work and glory destroyed in an instant. (End of this chapter)