This sentence just confirmed Chu Jinghong's guess: "The Tang family, right?"
The opponent didn't respond immediately. Instead, he put his hands in his pockets and let out a subtle smile. "Since you know my origins, remember this name: I'm a descendant of Tang Long, and my name is Tang Haoran. Soon, you, this 'master', will be defeated!"
After hearing this, Chu Jinghong couldn't help but burst into laughter. "So you learned this spirit of pride and challenge from that outstanding sister? You have such high goals at such a young age..."
Although the tone is gentle and relaxed, the power revealed between the lines cannot be ignored.
He had already lost to his sister, let alone this young and energetic boy. He could almost easily win against Tang Haoran's provocation.
Tang Haoran glared at Chu Jinghong with a sidelong glance, sneering displeasedly, "How ridiculous! You're clearly inferior to me in skills, yet you always avoid fighting. Come on, I'll show you the reason why my sister failed."
"Will you stay with me till the end?"
Facing this arrogant child, Chu Jinghong felt both amused and helpless. "Go back and learn more. What's the point of dwelling on these fights all day? Besides, holding your phone at all times to act cool is just childish in the eyes of others."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Tang Haoran became more and more excited and almost shouted this sentence.
Seeing this, Chu Jinghong just raised his eyebrows slightly and replied calmly: "If there is no substantial stakes, what is the need for such a contest?" His words were full of indifference.
Faced with such provocation, Tang Haoran couldn't find the words to respond for a moment. After a brief silence, he managed to squeeze out the words.
"If you lose to me, you must kneel down and become my disciple. I will also send the picture of you admitting defeat to my sister." His tone was firm and his eyes were full of determination.
After hearing this, Chu Jinghong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Suppose I win you, then what can I use as a bargaining chip?"
"Then from today on you become the future son-in-law of our family. That should be enough, right?" At this time, a smug smile appeared on Tang Haoran's face.
This suggestion made Chu Jinghong stunned for a moment, and then he frowned and asked, "How can such a good thing happen in the world?"
Before he could react, Tang Haoran had already made a quick move, kicking the opponent in the air like a gust of wind.
Although this move was powerful and even made a whistling sound in the air, it was ultimately unable to break through Chu Jinghong's keen observation and swift skills.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, the roar of an engine suddenly sounded not far away, followed by a silver sports car that came to an abrupt stop. The driver was a girl wearing a white shirt with a light blue shirt underneath - she was Tang Xiaoyou, who had come specially to intervene in this absurd duel.
"Stop!" she shouted, her voice full of anxiety and dissatisfaction.
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