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Even if Yang Ming engages in tricks, he won't succeed with everyone's efforts.

"Then...then you must be careful."

Yang Xiajiao was anxious, but things were just as Qi Ming said. If everyone retreats and then retreats, Yang Ming and Wu Liang will think they are timid.

Maybe in the future, even more embarrassing things will happen.

"Yang Ming, the bastard, has done it well, so he should learn some lessons."

Huo Yingxiong agreed with Qi Ming's past and said: "Tomorrow I will go with you, I don't believe that he dares to clean up with me."

"You don't need to go there, just go with Sister Mo Chou."

Qi Xian knew that Mo Chou was unwilling to expose the affairs of the martial artist to others, so there would be too many people following this matter without Yang.

Mo Chou echoed Qi Ming's words and persuaded the two not to intervene in the fight.

Even if they go, they will not be able to help Qi Ming, but will make Qi Ming be at a loss.

Under the persuasion of Mo Chou and Qi Ming, Huo Yingxiong and Yang Xiajiao reluctantly agreed.

It was agreed that if they didn't come out at 12 o'clock, or if they didn't receive their safe call, they would definitely take someone to rescue them.

In the morning of the next day, Mo Chou drove to the hotel and picked up Qi Ming to Yang's stadium.

The Yang family is a wealthy family in Kyoto, with many industries under its umbrella, and the sports industry is one of them.

This stadium is located in the most central part of the city and can accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch the game.

Yang Ming chose to compete with Qi Ming in the stadium, and in all likelihood, he didn't want to make extravagances.

After all, Qi Ming had treated people in the Longteng Club some time ago and cured a large number of wealthy families in Kyoto, and his reputation as a genius doctor has already gone.

If these people were to know that Yang Ming was going to compete with Qi Ming, they would definitely rush to watch the battle.

During the martial arts competition, Yang Ming suddenly used poisonous hands, and believed that those people would not let Yang Ming hurt Qi Ming for their own sake.

It was 20 minutes before 10 o'clock, and the car stopped gently in front of the stadium.

The bodyguards lined up from the door to the inside of the stadium, seemingly to keep away the clutter.

The two calmly walked into the stadium and saw Yang Ming and Wu Liang sitting in the auditorium.

"Yang Ming, I have come, when will I start?"

Qi Ming looked up at Yang Ming in front of Yang and raised his middle finger at him.

"It is not me who is going to compete with you today, but a master I invited. That master hasn't come here yet. Your kid is lucky, and you can live a little longer."

Yang Ming stood up, walked from the side to the center of the stadium, standing a dozen meters away from Qi Ming and Mo Chou.

"Pray, pray that the expert will come over later, so that you can see the prosperity of the world more."

"cut."

Qi Ming suffocated his mouth and said: "The expert who can be invited by you, I think, is also the like of a cat and a dog. After a while, I will beat the expert you invited to the ground, and it will be your turn immediately. According to me, You are the one who prays."

Looking at Yang Ming's smug look, Mo Chou was not as confident as Qi Ming, and felt that the master Yang Ming invited was definitely not easy.

The sect to which the Yang family is attached is called Shenquanmen. There are more than 30 masters of internal power in the door.

A few minutes passed in a flash, and a bodyguard hurried in from outside and whispered in Yang Ming's ear.

Yang Ming's eyes glowed after hearing it, and he walked out with the bodyguard.

When he came in again, there was a man in his 30s beside Yang Ming.

The man is sturdy and has a face with Chinese characters, giving people a feeling of not being angry or presumptuous.

"Brother Zhao, you finally came. This kid just called you a cat and a dog. You can't take him lightly for a while."

"Humph!"

Zhao Banshan smiled coldly, and said contemptuously: "You are the Qi Ming. I heard that you are also a master of internal strength? Come, let me see how far your kid has practiced."

"Are you also a master of inner strength?"

Qi Ming turned his head, observing the cultivation base of the coming person with his breath.

Upon investigation, Qi Ming was extremely surprised.

The internal force surging against Yang is indeed a genuine internal force master!

"Qi Ming, now I know I'm afraid, but it's too late."

Yang Ming said without a smile, "Even if you are kneeling and licking my shoes now, I won't let you go. If I am interested, I will kill myself immediately, so I can avoid some pain."

Qi Ming saw that Zhao Banshan was a master of internal strength, but Mo Chou also found clues from Qi Ming's expression.

After a little thought, Mo Chou understood that he would definitely not be an ordinary person to Yang.

It is very likely that, like Qi Ming, they are both internal martial artists.

What he was worried about became a reality, Mo Chou lowered his voice and said, "Qi Ming, how sure are you able to beat him? If you are not sure, you don’t need to do it. I will call some juniors to come in and use their strength. It will ensure you leave safely."

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