Rejuvenation

The third senior snorted coldly: "Seventh senior, you said so many miscellaneous things."

"But speaking of it, it's not a waste wood that nobody wants.

Even if you don't even have the courage, you don't even dare to compete against each other. Isn't that embarrassing? "

Hearing this, Qiu Rufeng became a little angry.

"Senior Brother, this is not the same thing at all.

You can't confuse it. "

"Chen Fei is now a named disciple, and it is not fair to compete with the other disciple who passed him on.

So, this is not a question of guts at all. "

"I think Brother San you have to apologize to Chen Fei."

The third brother's tone rose up, "What, I apologize to him! What a joke! I'm a direct disciple!"

Qiu Rufeng has a persistent personality and insisted: "If you do something wrong, you should apologize. It has nothing to do with your identity."

"Senior Sister, I have been in the Qiuhu Martial Arts Center for more than 20 years. Isn't it even worse than a named disciple who has been a few days ago?"

Senior Brother Three asked.

Qiu Rufeng insisted: "Don't confuse the three brothers, this has nothing to do with what you said."

Seeing that the two of them became more quarrelsome, Tang Heng increased his tone and said, "Okay, don't make any noise, let people watch jokes."

Senior Brother Three glanced at Tang Heng and said: "Big Brother has spoken, I won't say anything."

Qiu Rufeng was angry and angry, and wanted to continue to refute, but he had to stop when he saw everyone's eyes.

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

Ha ha! "

After speaking, Mo Hao turned around to leave.

But at this time, Chen Fei swished to his feet, looked at Mo Hao, and said, "Don't you want to learn from each other?

I promised, come on! "

"Uh?"

Mo Hao was taken aback, turned around, calmly stared at Chen Fei, and looked at it carefully, "You mean, you want to learn from our Nanshan Academy?"

"Why, dare you?"

Chen Fei asked rhetorically.

Qiu Rufeng, who was next to him, was taken aback at this moment, and suddenly reacted. He hurriedly pulled Chen Fei's arm and persuaded, "Chen Fei, don't be impulsive!"

Even Qiu Tong persuaded him at this moment, "Brother Chen, hurry up and sit down."

Chen Fei looked at the two with a confident smile, "Don't worry, I won't lose."

"But—" Qiu Rufeng was still worried.

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

Immediately, he waved his hand and greeted a disciple from Nanshan Academy from behind, saying: "Zheng Yun, you and that kid will learn from each other.

If you can't win, then don't go back to Nanshan Academy. "

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

After speaking, he looked at Chen Fei proudly.

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

You dare? "

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

Qiu Rufeng looked anxious, and looked at the big brother Tang Heng and the others for help.

However, Tang Heng's face changed for a while, and finally he did not speak.

It was the third brother, who said with a strange yin and yang at this moment: "Senior sister, since they have this confidence, let him try! Otherwise, everyone thought I was afraid of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall!"

If it were before, Brother San might have considered the face of the martial arts hall and didn't want Chen Fei to come out and try to be ashamed.

But after the dispute just now happened, he hoped that Chen Fei would really go to the competition and be severely beaten in the face to teach him a lesson.

In that case, it can be regarded as a sigh for him.

Finally, if that guy loses too badly, loses too much shame, and is expelled from the martial arts gym, that would be better.

Several other people also had similar thoughts with the third brother, so they didn't make a statement at this time.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Rufeng felt disappointed and sad.

She originally thought that her own Qiuhu Martial Arts Center had always been united and friendly, and that the brothers and sisters would also help each other.

But this time Chen Fei's incident showed her that her martial arts gym did not seem to be as united as she had imagined.

When she was disappointed, Chen Fei walked to the Nanshan Academy disciple named Zheng Yun.

"Compared to what?"

Zheng Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a smug expression, and asked aloud.

Chen Fei had no expression on his face, and said lightly: "Whatever!"

"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 named disciple, then I won't bully you."

"We will try ten moves with our bare hands, and within ten moves, if you can stand still, even if you win.

How about it? "

Chen Fei said lightly: "Yes!"

"Come on then!"

Zheng Yun took the lead and jumped directly out of the house and into the most central clearing below.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the court shifted, all of them looked over.

Mo Hao shook the folding fan, smiling at the corners of his mouth, "It's actually an interesting contest!"

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 were somewhat complicated.

Qiu Rufeng and Qiu Tong were worried and worried.

Senior Brother San looked like he was watching a good show, wishing Chen Fei would be beaten violently.

The big brother Tang Heng has no expression on his face, and he can't see any emotions.

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

Zheng Yun was dressed in a green robe, his left hand was behind him, his right hand protruded forward, and he gestured to Chen Fei, believing himself: "Let's start!"

Chen Fei didn't talk nonsense, nodded lightly, stepped forward, screamed, and slammed his right arm out.

"call!"

This punch was fierce, and the face of the punch was wrapped in a layer of scarlet flames, whizzing and impacting.

Upon seeing this, Mo Hao raised his mouth slightly, deliberately looked at Yao Tianxing next to him, and asked aloud: "Brother Yao, you have a detailed understanding of martial arts techniques. Tell us, what is that guy's trick?"

Yao Tianxing frowned slightly, and then said lightly: "If I'm not mistaken, the martial arts he used should be the "Red Flame Fist" of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Center."

"This "Red Flame Fist" can barely be regarded as a three-star martial art, and the power is not bad.

There are nine layers in total, and with each additional layer, a layer of flame will be added to the fist. "

"The final nine layers, nine layers of flames are superimposed on each other, like a fire dragon erupting, with great power."

"Of course, there is a certain degree of difficulty if you want to reach Ninefold.

More than a hundred years ago, it was rumored that a named disciple of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Center, after 20 years of hard training, practiced "Red Flame Fist" to the ninth level, with great power, and eventually became a personal disciple. "

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

Even the disciples of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall themselves couldn't help but sigh. Yao Tianxing really had a good knowledge and had such a deep understanding of such an ordinary martial art.