Chapter 27

"Xu Yang, I'll kill you!"

Yang Jun saw this scene, his eyes splitting with rage, and he lunged at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang had long been on guard against him.

Yang Jun had started practicing martial arts earlier than him, but not by much, and he certainly hadn't mastered any fist techniques.

So when the two of them fought, it wouldn't be much different from street thugs.

And in a fight, it depends on two things: reaction and strength.

He had been mining at the mine and had long since trained a body of brute strength. In the past few days of stance training, his strength had also been increasing day by day.

Although Yang Jun started practicing martial arts earlier than him, his strength was definitely not as good as his.

The moment Yang Jun lunged, he pushed Xu Laoer in front of him to collide with Yang Jun, and then he took a step forward and threw a punch.

Yang Jun was hit by Xu Laoer, and his forward momentum was immediately blocked.

He hurriedly reached out to push Xu Laoer, but didn't notice that Xu Yang's fist had already struck, hitting him heavily under the ear.

"Bang!"

Basically without any extra reaction, Yang Jun fell straight down, as if his power had been cut off instantly.

"Trash!"

He hadn't expected Yang Jun to be so incompetent, being knocked down in one move.

"A-Jun..."

Zhang Cuiting had just barely walked out of the room when she saw Yang Jun fall unconscious to the ground. She couldn't care about Xu Yang and lunged at Yang Jun like a madwoman, forcefully pinching Yang Jun's philtrum.

"Brother, run, you've beaten Yang Jun to death."

Xu Qing, who had chased after them, saw this scene, and her face turned pale instantly.

"He won't die, he's just temporarily unconscious." Xu Yang said.

Yang Jun's stance training had already entered, and he had started tempering his tendons and bones, so one punch wouldn't kill him, and he had also held back his strength.

Sure enough, after a flurry of activity from Zhang Cuiting and Xu Laoer, pushing and rubbing to revive him and pinching his philtrum, Yang Jun slowly woke up and then looked at Xu Yang with fear.

He had entered stance training for several days, yet he had been knocked down by a single punch from a mud-legged miner; it was simply a great humiliation.

Xu Laoer stood up angrily: "Rebellious son, I just took one of your chickens, is it worth making such a scene? A-Jun has become a martial artist, which is also good for you. How much have you eaten of mine all these years..."

As he spoke, his words stopped abruptly.

He had wanted to say how much you have eaten of mine all these years, but he realized that all these years he hadn't raised Xu Yang at all, but instead had taken quite a bit from Xu Yang.

"What? You don't have the face to continue?"

Xu Yang stared at him: "You should be glad you're my father, otherwise today's matter wouldn't have ended like this; I would have had to break your arm at the very least."

"And Xu Laoer, listen well: from today on, I and Xiao Qing are severing ties with you. If you dare to come to our door to grab things again, I will definitely beat you to death. Tomorrow I will announce this matter to the public, and I also ask the fellow villagers to help witness it."

Xu Yang cupped his fists one by one to the people watching the commotion outside Zhang Cuiting's courtyard, and then took Xu Qing and walked away with large strides.

"Rebellious son!"

Xu Laoer roared; for the sake of a chicken, he was actually severing ties with himself.

"Still not ashamed enough? Hurry up and help me carry A-Jun back to the room." Zhang Cuiting roared.

She only cared about her son's situation now; other things could be reckoned with later. ===== CHAPTER 28 =====