Fantasy: I can equip everything

When Chen Chuang and his two companions were led in, the Zhao family's young masters were all sitting comfortably in their seats.

The atmosphere was peaceful, as if the people who had just been arguing and shouting were someone else entirely.

"Sun Xiaodao, don't worry about what happened on your turf. I'll give you an explanation."

Zhao Jingchen said calmly.

Although Yun Xuefeng had a big problem, it made him somewhat disappointed with the Little Knife Society.

But no matter what, they are still his subordinates.

We should still try to get the benefits that are due.

However, the territory that the second branch of the family seized under the pretext of rewarding those who participated in the deathmatch could not be taken back by him, the eldest son of the first branch.

Let's see where we can scrape some money out to share with the Little Knife Society.

Upon hearing this, Sun Xiaodao immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Second Young Master, we have not come here for the sake of the Little Knife Society."

"Um?"

Zhao Jingchen was taken aback for a moment, then frowned slightly.

Seeing that he seemed somewhat displeased, Sun Xiaodao quickly said, "Second Young Master, it's like this, our Xiaodao Society's deputy leader, Chen Chuang, needs the Zhao family's help with some things."

"Therefore, I want to try and see if I can secure a spot in the deathmatch."

Chen Chuang?

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingchen immediately turned to look at the young man.

His breathing was long and steady, his posture was normal, and his internal energy circulated without emitting any obvious fluctuations.

Clearly, like Yun Xuefeng, he also practices internal martial arts.

This piqued Zhao Jingchen's interest.

Where exactly did the Little Knife Society get all these talented people from?

Yun Xuefeng is one thing, but even a scion of a noble family who has been expelled has a background that is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

But what is the background of this Chen Chuang?

Before he could get to the bottom of it, Zhao Jingyue across from him suddenly sneered.

"Heh, you Little Knife Society, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, huh?"

"You got beaten so badly by Wu Heihu yesterday, and you still have the nerve to come here today? Are you all born scoundrels who love to get beaten up? Hahaha..."

He spoke without holding back at all.

Sun Xiaodao and Yun Xuefeng's faces flushed red, but they could only clench their fists and lower their heads in silence.

After all, what they said was true.

Yun Xuefeng was indeed beaten up by Wu Heihu yesterday.

"Are you laughing at your mother?"

With just a few words, Zhao Jingyue's laughter came to an abrupt halt.

The room suddenly became unusually quiet.

The servants stared wide-eyed at the figure who had uttered those words.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Jingyue's forehead veins throbbed, and his voice was low.

As the young master of the Zhao family, he was always treated with great courtesy by everyone outside.

He hadn't heard such vulgar insults in a long time.

This isn't an insult to him; it's an insult to the Zhao family's reputation.

Even Zhao Jingchen's expression was rather unpleasant at this moment.

That kid from the Little Knife Society is so rude.

He and Zhao Jingyue did indeed have a grudge, which could even be described as a life-or-death struggle for interests.

But those were all within the Zhao family.

He certainly couldn't stand being insulted like this by an outsider.

Sun Xiaodao and Yun Xuefeng were both stunned, their minds frozen.

They never expected Chen Chuang to say something like that right off the bat.

The Little Knife Society was a subordinate force of the Zhao family, so even if there were conflicts between the eldest and second branches of the family, they dared not get involved.

But Chen Chuang is different.

He didn't think that the Little Knife Society had to fawn over the Zhao family to gain a foothold in Yongzhou City.

"I said..." Chen Chuang looked directly at Zhao Jingyue and said, word by word, "Are you laughing at your mother?"

boom!!!

Zhao Jingyue suddenly stood up, his body bursting with energy, his aura fierce.

"Are you looking for death?"

Chen Chuang paid no attention to his opponent's performance and instead asked, "If I defeat you, will I qualify for a death match?"

Zhao Jingyue was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned bloodshot, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, fine! You have a lot of guts."

"If you can survive a quarter of an hour against me, this spot for the deathmatch is yours!"

The scions of aristocratic families are not to be confused with martial artists from outside.

The martial artists who participated in the deathmatch all sounded like they were all renowned figures.

In reality, any member of a prominent family like the Zhao family could easily defeat those people.

Not to mention Zhao Jingyue, a specially cultivated prodigy of the family.

Zhao Jingchen shook his head slightly, picked up the teacup beside him, and took a sip.

This Little Knife Society is utterly reckless.

Forget it, I won't give any compensation.

Zhao Jingchen even wanted to take back the three streets that had been given to him before.

He's so arrogant despite his lack of strength; I'm afraid he might cause me a lot of trouble someday.

Just as Zhao Jingyue took a step forward in anger, intending to teach Chen Chuang a lesson, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside.

"Young Master Jingyue, please don't be angry. Why bother with such a petty person? Let me..."

bump!

The man rushed in quickly, but flew out even faster.

Wu Heihu lay on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, his body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked bewildered, as if he hadn't yet figured out what had happened.

Upon hearing that the Little Knife Society members had returned to the Zhao family, he rushed over as quickly as possible, hoping to impress Zhao Jingyue once again.

But why did I... as soon as I went in?

Hmm~

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

This time, the blood also contained shattered internal organs.

Wu Heihu's body trembled slightly, then he fell silent.

Chen Chuang frowned, shook his hand, and muttered, "Damn, you scared me half to death."

"Hey, you guys are all witnesses for me! This guy attacked me first, I was acting in self-defense!"

No one replied to him.

Sun Xiaodao and Yun Xuefeng were dumbfounded.

Zhao Jingchen didn't even notice that the tea in his hand had spilled onto his collar.

Chen Chuang shook his head, clenched his fist, and looked at Zhao Jingyue, saying, "Shall we go?"

Zhao Jingyue, who was staring blankly at Wu Heihu's corpse, shuddered when she heard Chen Chuang's voice.

The anger and murderous intent in his eyes vanished completely.

All that remained was a clear sense of bewilderment.

a bit.

In just one move, Wu Heihu was killed?

Zhao Jingyue was indeed confident that he was stronger than Wu Heihu.

But no matter what, they are at the same level of internal strength.

No matter what he did, he couldn't kill Wu Heihu with a single wave of his hand.

Moreover, he did not detect any internal energy fluctuations in Chen Chuang's body throughout the entire process.

This guy killed Wu Heihu purely with his bare hands.

monster!

If Wu Heihu hadn't intervened, he'd be lying on the ground right now...

As Chen Chuang approached step by step, Zhao Jingyue kept backing away, her lips trembling as she didn't know what to say.

"I...this..."

Fortunately, Zhao Jingchen helped him out of the predicament.

"Great! Well done!"

Zhao Jingchen jumped up from his seat excitedly.

He quickly walked up to Chen Chuang and warmly shook his hand.

"Hahaha, Brother Chen Chuang is truly a hero! This spot for the deathmatch is yours, it's yours!!!"

Zhao Jingyue immediately came to her senses and was about to retort.

But then he thought of what Chen Chuang had just done.

He glanced at Wu Heihu, who had collapsed to the ground, then gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and left the hall.

Zhao Jingchen looked at Chen Chuang with admiration in his eyes.

I originally thought Xiao Dao would produce a large amount of stool.

Turns out, they have some real experts here.

A powerful expert who could kill Wu Heihu with a single blow would definitely survive to the end if he went to the deathmatch arena.

Most importantly, this guy was the candidate recommended by their main branch!

Chen Chuang's victory in the deathmatch is enough to allow the main branch to stabilize its position in the current situation.

Zhao Jingchen was overjoyed.

As for the previous insults directed at Zhao Jingyue...

Hey young man, it's normal to get angry easily.

"Young man, come on! I'm so happy to have received such a great help from you today. Let's go for a drink!"

As Zhao Jingchen spoke, he pulled Chen Chuang away.

I never imagined it was so early in the morning.

Chen Chuang smiled and shook his head, saying, "Second Young Master, let's postpone the drinking until tonight."

"I need to go back and catch up on my sleep; I have things to do during the day."

Zhao Jingchen was taken aback for a moment, then asked, puzzled, "What is it? Do you need my help?"

"You really need that!" Chen Chuang nodded and smiled, "You must have specific information on the members of the other four major families who participated in the deathmatch. Could you please give me a copy?"

"Yes, there is. What do you want..."

"Waiting three days is too much trouble. I'll take care of it today."