Magic Doctor: CEO Lady's Humble Husband

At this moment, Mo Hao clenched his right fist and stared at Fade Chen for more than ten seconds.

Finally, he suddenly laughed, opened the folding fan in his hand with a "shua", and said: "This is a martial arts exchange meeting, not a challenge competition.

Therefore, compared with you, it is still unnecessary. "

After hearing this, Qiu Rufeng breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Mo Hao suddenly turned his gaze to the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall, and continued: "However, the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall is very powerful, and I have seen it today."

"So, I want to challenge Senior Brother Tang and Senior Brother Hu from Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall."

Senior Brother Tang, of course, is Senior Brother Tang Heng.

Senior brother Hu is the third senior brother who has always been angry with Fade Chen.

The second senior brother is not here because he is out.

Therefore, Mo Hao's move is directly challenging the two top-ranked Qiuhu Martial Arts School.

When Mo Hao opened his mouth like this, everyone at the scene was shocked and looked over one after another.

The eyes of everyone in Qiuhu Wuguan also changed.

"Eldest senior brother, third senior brother!"

The two frowned slightly, as if hesitating a little, and did not speak for a long time.

Seeing this, Mo Hao said with a smile: "Of course, if Senior Brother Tang and Senior Brother Hu find it troublesome, they can go together to save time."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar at the scene, and the sound of discussions rang out.

After all, in the previous exchange meeting, even if there were various competitions and discussions, they basically stopped at the end.

Top disciples seldom make shots.

And now, Mo Hao, the first genius of Nanshan Academy, took the initiative to challenge the senior and third senior brothers of Qiuhu Martial Arts.

This is the battle of the top disciples in the three major martial arts schools.

What made everyone even more excited was that Mo Hao said that the two of them would go up together, which showed that he was angry and wanted to regain the place Nanshan Academy had left on Fade Chen just now.

For a moment, everyone looked at Tang Heng and the third senior brother, waiting for his answer.

At this moment, Tang Heng frowned, and his expression was not very good-looking.

Originally, according to his personality, he didn't like to fight with others. Even if he faced Tang Hao's active challenge, he would probably find an excuse to push it down.

But now, Mo Hao came directly to the door, and even said that he would fight two with one.

This is clearly a contempt for Qiuhu Martial Arts.

If he does not agree to the competition, the face of Qiuhu Martial Arts will be completely lost.

Thinking of this, Tang Heng finally stood up, looked at Mo Hao, smiled and said: "Since Mr. Mo is interested, then I, Tang Heng, will accompany you to the end and ask Mr. Mo for advice."

"However, it doesn't matter together.

Come one by one! "

Tang Heng said.

When Mo Hao heard this, he smiled and said, "That's fine."

Then, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them, and asked, "Then I don't know who will come first, Senior Brother Tang or Senior Brother Hu."

The two glanced at each other, and in the end it was the third senior brother who stood up first.

The two entered the competition field.

At this moment, Fade Chen had returned to his seat and sat down.

"Miss Qiu, do we have a chance of winning?"

Fade Chen asked.

Qiu Rufeng looked serious, and sighed, "It's hard."

"Although in terms of strength, the third senior brother, the senior senior brother, and Na Mo Hao are all at the eighth level of the Starfire Realm.

However, the actual strength gap is still somewhat large. "

"It's basically impossible for the third senior brother to beat Mo Hao, it depends on how long he can last in Mo Hao's hands."

While speaking, Mo Hao and the third senior brother who were off the court had already started fighting.

The third senior brother obviously knew how powerful the other party was, so he went all out as soon as he made a move, unleashing all his strength at the eighth level of the Starfire Realm.

However, Mo Hao faced his attack with a smile on his lips, and his expression was extremely relaxed.

He waved the folding fan in his hand, moved lightly, and instantly blocked the third senior brother's attack.

The third brother gritted his teeth and attacked one after another, but to no avail.

Just when the third senior brother was about to strike hard, Mo Hao lightly slapped the folding fan in his hand, and a gust of wind howled out, impacting on the third senior brother's chest, knocking him into the air, and instantly fell to the ground.

"The third senior brother lost!"

Such a result, although it was within most people's expectations, but the defeat was so easy, but it was beyond everyone's expectations.

Even Tang Heng's face became more and more serious.

He lifted the third senior brother up, and healed his wounds immediately.

Afterwards, Tang Heng left the stage, bowed his hands to Mo Hao, and said, "Please enlighten me, Mr. Mo."

The corner of Mo Hao's mouth was smiling, and his expression was confident and even somewhat smug, "I heard that Senior Brother Tang is the number one disciple of Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall, today I want to see and see."

"Mr. Mo is absurd, I have so many talents in the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall, how dare I be the number one.

For example, my second junior brother Jiang Feihu, who is away all the year round, is not necessarily weaker than me. "

"Jiang Feihu!"

Mo Hao chewed the name for a while, and continued, "Senior Brother Tang is being modest, no matter how you say it, Senior Brother Tang is also the eldest brother among the disciples of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall."

After speaking, Mo Hao put on a posture.

Tang Heng nodded slightly, and began to circulate his breath.

After confronting each other for a few seconds, the two suddenly moved and collided.

There was a lot of dust in the arena, vitality roared, and one after another air blades flew and cracked.

Obviously, Tang Heng's strength is much stronger than that of the third senior brother.

In a short period of time, he fought dozens of moves with Mo Hao, which seemed to be on par with each other.

The people around also saw a burst of emotion and praise.

In this way, dozens of tricks have passed.

Mo Hao took a step back suddenly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "As expected of Senior Brother Tang, his strength is really amazing."

"It seems that I have to be serious."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

"Mo Hao wasn't serious just now?"

"What does it mean?

Is he going to get serious? "

... While everyone was discussing in astonishment, Mo Hao suddenly accelerated, holding a folding fan, and charged towards Tang Heng.

Tang Heng responded quickly, but his actions were still a bit slower.

Finally, with a "bang", Tang Heng was sent flying by Mo Hao's palm and fell to the ground.

And Mo Hao, holding a folding fan, with the tip of the fan pressed against Mo Hao's throat, said condescendingly with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Tang, you have lost."

Tang Heng's face changed for a while, and he even showed a fierce look, but finally shook his head, squeezed out a smile and said: "I lost, as expected of Mr. Mo, the strength is really amazing."

Hearing this, Mo Hao stepped back with his hand fan.

And Tang Heng got up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes, and turned back.

Although Tang Heng always had a faint smile on his face, he looked gentle and relaxed, as if he didn't feel too much about the failure of the test.

However, Fade Chen noticed that when he sat back, he clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth twitched violently, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

With Mo Hao's two victories, Nanshan Academy, which had been in a slump just now, regained its status in an instant and gained a lot of fame.

All of a sudden, there was an endless stream of discussions and praises about Nanshan Academy.

On the contrary, the Qiuhu Martial Arts School seemed a little deserted.