Chapter 609 What a Stinky Mouth

Thinking of this, Yu Yang deliberately used a flaw, his body became unstable, and he fell towards the rear.

"It's not that easy to leave!" Qiao Jun behind him snorted and quickly caught up with him.

As Yu Yang fled, he stared at Qiao Jun from the corner of his eye. When Qiao Jun was still more than ten feet away from him, his eyebrows suddenly raised.

"Now!" Yu Yang's eyes flashed, and he clapped his hands towards his waist. The money dart was already in his hands.

"Look at the escort!" Yu Yang shouted coldly, and suddenly threw out his hands, and golden light suddenly struck Qiao Jun's vital parts rapidly.

"No!" Qiao Jun was shocked. He quickly turned over and dodged a dart that hit his face. At the same time, he looked behind him and saw that two short blades were already in his hands and he kept waving them in front of him. .

"Ding ding ding ding!" A harsh metal collision sounded, and the money dart sent by Yu Yang was hit to the ground by Qiao Jun's broken blade.

When Yu Yang saw this, he couldn't help but lament in his heart, and shook his head in despair.

"If I, the Yu family's Twelve Money Darts, still had the mental skills, how could I let him shoot down so easily!"

Although Qiao Jun shot down Yu Yang's money dart, he was shocked into a cold sweat, especially the trousers on his right leg. He couldn't dodge and was cut open by the money dart, looking extremely embarrassed.

But no matter what, Qiao Jun completely avoided Yu Yang's money escort. Although he was still frightened, his face showed a burst of pride.

"Is this the Yu family's twelve-gold dart that has been passed down to the gods? I think it's nothing more than that." Qiao Jun curled his lips with deep disdain in his tone.

"You!" Yu Yang was furious, his chest heaving with anger. If the twelve-gold dart technique hadn't been lost, how could he, Qiao Jun, still be standing here?

"What, you're still not convinced when I say that? But that's the truth?" Qiao Jun shrugged and showed a contemptuous smile.

"You have even used your housekeeping skills, but you can't do anything to me. Are you still going to fight?" Qiao Jun asked with a playful look on his face.

"The outcome has not yet been determined, so we must continue to fight!" Although the Twelve Money Darts failed to defeat the enemy, it did not mean that he was not Qiao Jun's opponent. Yu Yang would naturally not admit defeat.

With that said, Yu Yang opened his stance and was about to step forward again.

"Yu Yang, surrender and step down!" Suddenly, a voice sounded from the audience.

Yu Yang froze, and followed the sound, only to see the patriarch of his family, Yu Feng, looking at him with a frown on his face.

"Clan leader, Yu Yang can fight again!" Yu Yang said loudly.

"Isn't that embarrassing enough? Come down here!" Nacheng thought, Yu Feng shouted angrily.

"Clan leader, I..." Yu Yang was reluctant for a while, but seeing Yu Feng's angry look, he could only sigh heavily, turned around and jumped off the ring.

"Hahaha, I didn't dare to fight. I really didn't expect that the Yu family is not only incompetent, but also has no integrity!" When Qiao Jun saw this, he smiled disdainfully and said humiliatingly.

"Son of a bitch, what are you talking about!"

Qiao Jun's words immediately aroused the anger of many passionate young people in the Yu family, and they all started shouting on the stage.

"Shut up!" Yu Feng said coldly with a dark face.

"Clan leader, this Qiao Jun is too useless, let me go up and destroy him!"

"Clan leader, let me go. Today there is him without me, there is me without him, I will fight with him!"

Some young disciples of the Yu family gathered around Yu Feng and begged for orders indignantly.

"The Qiao family is the popular person in front of Green Field Villa. Since we have decided to join Green Field Villa, we are on the same front as the Qiao family. Don't say such hurtful words again."

"But, Patriarch, listen to what this Qiao Jun said..."

"Okay!" Before many disciples could finish speaking, Yu Feng suddenly shouted impatiently.

"Everyone, please sit back in your seats. No one is allowed to come on stage without my order!"

"This..." The many disciples looked at me and I looked at you, all of them had unhappy expressions on their faces.

"Huh?" Yu Feng raised his eyebrows suddenly and cast a majestic look at these disciples.

"Alas!" These Yu family disciples returned to their seats with expressions of unwillingness and resentment, like eggplants beaten by frost.

And Yu Hong, who was sitting in the last row of the Yu family, could not help but sneer when he saw this.

"What Qiao Jun said is right at all. He really has no backbone!" Yu Hong has long been dissatisfied with Yu Feng, the clan leader. He is extremely harsh internally, but externally he is like a grandson. Ever since he became the clan leader, Yu Feng The family's dignity in the world of martial arts has been falling again and again, and no one can take the Yu family seriously.

And Qiao Jun on the stage, when he got such an opportunity, he would not let it go. In addition to his words, he mocked the Yu family again.

"I don't know if you have heard of it. The Yu family's twelve-gold dart skill is known as one of the best. The ancestor of the Yu family, Yu Jianping, relied on this dart technique to defeat all the masters in the world and achieved great fame for a while."

"But, when I saw him today, it was nothing more than that. Twelve-dollar darts, what kind of stunts, bullshit! I think they are just some kids playing tricks."

"I guess, Yu Jianping must have specially found some peasants who knew how to use two moves, and then defeated them with force. Then he spread the news everywhere and relied on the twelve gold darts to challenge the major masters, and none of them lost. , It’s really shameless to boast that the twelve gold darts are like magical skills.”

"Fuck your mother's bitch!" Qiao Jun's words immediately made the Yu family angry. Even Yu Feng showed deep dissatisfaction.

"What a mouthful!" Qiao Jun insulted Yu Jianping and Twelve Money Escorts in such a way that even Lin Hai, an outsider, couldn't bear to hear it.

As Qiao Jun spoke, he turned his gaze to the stand where the Yu family was sitting.

"Members of the Yu family, what I said is true?"

"It's you who are paralyzed!" Suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and then a figure jumped onto the ring at an extremely fast speed.

"It's him!" Lin Hai looked at the person on stage from the audience, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, it's quite bloody. Brother didn't make a mistake!"

Everyone in the Yu family was excited when they saw someone coming on stage, but when they saw who it was, they were all confused.

"Why is it him? Damn it, don't you think the Yu family is embarrassed?"

Not only did everyone in the Yu family lose their previous joy, but they all had a look of dejection on their faces.

At this moment, Yu Feng stood up even more angrily.

"Who asked him to go up? Anyone in the Yu family is better than him. When will it be his turn to step forward!"

"Nonsense, absolutely nonsense! Did you turn a deaf ear to what I, the leader of the clan, said? He was slapped down in just two attacks!"

"Get off here!" Yu Fengqi trembled all over and couldn't help shouting at the people on the stage.

Unfortunately, the people on stage turned a deaf ear to this and instead sneered at Qiao Jun.

"Since you're here, why don't you sign up?" Qiao Jun tilted his head, sneered, and asked arrogantly.