Magic Doctor: CEO Lady's Humble Husband

The third senior brother snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "Seventh junior sister, you said so many miscellaneous things."

"But speaking of it, he's not a good-for-nothing. Even, he doesn't even have the guts to compete. Isn't that embarrassing?"

Hearing this, Qiu Rufeng became a little angry.

"Third senior brother, these are not the same thing at all. You can't confuse them."

"Chen Fei is now a registered disciple, and it is unfair to compete with the other party's direct disciple. Therefore, this is not a matter of courage at all."

"I think, third senior brother, you have to apologize to Fade Chen."

The third senior brother raised his voice, "What, I apologize to him! What a joke! I am a direct disciple!"

Qiu Rufeng was stubborn and insisted: "If you do something wrong, you should apologize. This has nothing to do with your status."

"Seventh Martial Sister, I have been in Qiuhu Martial Arts School for more than 20 years, am I not even as good as a registered disciple who has just started for a few days?" Third Senior Brother asked.

Qiu Rufeng insisted: "Third Senior Brother, don't confuse it with others. This has nothing to do with what you said."

Seeing that the two were arguing more and more, Tang Heng raised his voice and said, "Okay, stop arguing and let people see the joke."

The third senior brother glanced at Tang Heng and said, "The elder brother has spoken, so I won't say anything."

Qiu Rufeng was angry and angry, and wanted to continue to refute, but seeing the eyes of everyone, she had to stop.

Opposite, Mo Hao saw this, the smile on his face became stronger, and he deliberately said: "I just said casually, everyone in the Qiuhu Martial Arts Academy, there is no need to quarrel like this. Haha!"

After speaking, Mo Hao turned around and prepared to leave.

But at this time, Fade Chen stood up suddenly, looked at Mo Hao, and said: "Mr. Mo wants to compete? I agree, come on!"

"Eh?" Mo Hao was taken aback, turned around, stared at Fade Chen with a sullen face, and looked carefully, "You mean, you want to compete with our Nanshan Academy?"

"Why, don't you dare?" Fade Chen asked back.

Qiu Rufeng beside her was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, she quickly pulled Fade Chen's arm, and persuaded, "Fade Chen, don't be impulsive!"

Even Qiu Tong tried to persuade him, "Brother Chen, please sit down."

Fade Chen looked at the two of them, showing a confident smile, "Don't worry, I won't lose."

"But—" Qiu Rufeng was still worried.

But at this moment, Mo Hao laughed loudly, "Haha, I dare not! Are you kidding me, do you know what you are talking about?"

Immediately, he waved his hand, greeted a disciple of Nanshan Academy from behind, and said: "Zheng Yun, you compete with that kid. If you can't win, then don't go back to Nanshan Academy."

This disciple named Zheng Yun stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Brother Mo, I will win!"

After speaking, he looked at Fade Chen proudly.

Mo Hao said: "Zheng Yun is the weakest of our Nanshan Academy disciples this time, and I won't bully you, let him come and compete with you. Do you dare?"

Fade Chen stood up and greeted him, "Why don't you dare!"

Qiu Rufeng was full of anxiety, and cast a look of help to senior brother Tang Heng and the others.

However, Tang Heng's expression changed for a while, and he finally didn't speak.

On the contrary, the third senior brother said in a strange voice at the moment: "Seventh junior sister, since he has this confidence, let him try it! Otherwise, everyone will think that I am afraid of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Academy!"

If it was before, the third senior brother might have considered the face of the martial arts school, and didn't want Chen Fei to come out and lose face in the competition.

But after the dispute happened just now, he hoped that Fade Chen would really go to the competition and be severely slapped in the face to teach him a lesson. In that case, it can be regarded as a sigh of relief for him.

In the end, it would be even better if that guy loses too badly, loses face too much, and gets expelled from the martial arts gym.

The others, more or less, had similar thoughts as the third senior brother, so they didn't express their views at this time.

Seeing this, Qiu Rufeng felt a burst of disappointment and sadness.

She originally thought that her own Qiuhu martial arts gym had always been united and friendly, and that brothers and sisters would help each other.

But what happened to Fade this time made her see that her own martial arts gym was not as united as she imagined.

And just when she was feeling disappointed, Fade Chen walked up to the student of Nanshan Academy named Zheng Yun.

"Compared to what?" Zheng Yun asked with a smug expression.

Fade Chen was expressionless, and said lightly: "Whatever you want!"

"Uh!" Zheng Yun raised his eyebrows for a while, "Are you very confident?"

Then, he turned his eyes and said loudly: "I heard that you are a registered disciple, then I will not bully you."

"Let's try ten moves with bare hands. If within ten moves, if you can stand upright, you will win. How about it?"

Fade Chen said lightly: "Yes!"

"Then come!" Zheng Yun took the lead, jumped out of the house, and jumped into the most central open space below.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the venue shifted, and they all looked over.

Mo Hao waved his folding fan with a smile on his lips, "It was an interesting competition!"

Behind him, almost all the disciples of Nanshan Academy were full of confidence, waiting for Zheng Yun's victory.

In contrast, the expressions of the disciples at the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall are somewhat complicated.

Qiu Rufeng and Qiu Tong were worried and worried.

The third senior brother looked like he was watching the show, wishing that Fade Chen would be beaten up violently.

Eldest brother Tang Heng was expressionless, showing no emotion.

Off the court, Zheng Yun and Chen Fei stood opposite each other.

Zheng Yun was dressed in a green robe, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand stretched forward, he made a gesture of invitation to Fade Chen, and said to himself: "Let's get started!"

Fade Chen didn't talk nonsense, nodded slightly, stepped forward, shouted loudly, and punched out with his right arm.

"call!"

This punch was ferocious. On the face of the punch, it was covered with a layer of crimson flames, and came roaring and impacting.

Seeing this, the corners of Mo Hao's mouth slightly raised, he deliberately looked at Yao Tianxing who was beside him, and asked aloud: "Brother Yao, you know the details of martial arts and techniques, tell us, what is that guy's move?"

Yao Tianxing frowned slightly, and then said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, the martial art he used should be "Red Flame Fist" from Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall."

"This "Red Flame Fist" can barely be regarded as a three-star martial art, and its power is not bad. There are nine levels in total, and each additional level will add a layer of flames to the fist."

"The final nine layers, the nine layers of flames superimposed on each other, like a fire dragon spewing out, the power is impressive."

"Of course, it is also difficult to practice to the ninth level. More than a hundred years ago, it was rumored that a certain registered disciple of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall practiced "Red Flame Fist" to the ninth level after 20 years of hard training. Heavy, powerful, and eventually become a direct disciple."

After listening to Yao Tianxing's introduction, he is not only a disciple of Nanshan Academy.

Even Qiuhu Wuguan's own disciples couldn't help but sigh with emotion that Yao Tianxing really has a lot of knowledge and knowledge, and he also understands such an ordinary martial art so deeply.