Mao Sicong saw so many mobile phones pointed at him in the Xingwu Hall, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat for a while. If he didn't kneel down, this kind of thing would be spread, and from then on he would be notorious for not keeping his word.

A smile appeared on his face, he looked at Li Fei and gave a thumbs up: "My little friend, this is such a good idea. All the members of the Wushu Association actually agreed. I admire you very much."

"Kneel down and apologize, call me grandpa." Li Fei ignored Mao Sicong's flattery and said calmly.

Mao Sicong's face froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

"My little friend, I'm not trying to be mean, do you think I could change my request?"

"Call Grandpa."

"Is there really no room for negotiation?"

"Call Grandpa."

"Don't bully others too much."

"Call Grandpa."

No matter what Mao Sicong said, Li Fei always said the same thing, calling him grandpa, which made Mao Sicong so angry that he really wanted to slap him away.

But he lost the bet and knew he was in the wrong. If he had taken action, he would have been laughed at. He would have been so mad that he could only scratch his hair.

"Mr. Mao, there are so many of us watching. It's useless. Kneel down and apologize to little friend Li Fei. What else are you discussing? We're not afraid of embarrassment." Hai Xuesong grinned, with a smile on his face.

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He competed with Mao Sicong in the ring, and when he lost, Mao Sicong said this to him. Now that he is back, he feels much happier.

At this moment, Mao Sicong wanted to die. He lowered his head. Every step he took towards Li Fei felt extremely heavy.

He came to the opposite side of Li Fei, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed at you, and I sincerely apologize for this."

"The attitude is very sincere, but I don't accept it, young master." Li Fei lowered his eyes and replied.

He just came out of the martial arts association and heard the conversation between Mao Sicong and Hai Xuesong. Hai Xuesong had wanted to enter the martial arts association to save himself, but Mao Sicong stopped him.

Obviously Mao Sicong had ulterior motives and deliberately targeted him.

That's not all. Since Mao Sicong knew that he had entered the martial arts association, it meant that his identity was discovered by Mao Sicong. Then the failure of Hai Xuesong to submit the registration form was the culprit behind Mao Sicong's back.

He will never show mercy to such people.

"I can only do this. In addition, I can give you five hundred thousand as compensation."

Mao Sicong raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I am a dignified master. It is absolutely impossible for me to apologize and kowtow. I will say goodbye."

He knew that the disciples of the Xingwu Hall were recording the video, and if he did not kneel down and apologize, he would definitely damage the reputation of the Sicong Martial Arts Hall.

But compared to one's own dignity, one's own dignity seems to be more important.

If he doesn't even have dignity, then what's the point of living?

Hai Xuesong and his disciples were very angry that Mao Sicong could be so shameless.

"Oh, it seems you want to cheat on me?" Li Fei raised his eyebrows and spoke in a cold tone.

"Why are you talking? My master, the master, has bowed and apologized to you, which is enough to give you face."

"No, and our museum owner has said that he will also give you five hundred thousand, which is a lot of money."

"Li Fei, I advise you to stop when you're ready and don't look for trouble."

Mao Sicong's disciples stood up and accused Li Fei one after another.

Li Fei glanced at these disciples with cold eyes: "According to what you said, it was my fault, young master."

When these disciples met Li Fei's cold eyes, they felt as if they were in a cold cellar, shivering unconsciously, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.

"Old Maozi, kneel down and apologize and call me grandpa." Li Fei shouted loudly.

"Impossible." Mao Sicong refused without any hesitation.

In his opinion, this is the entrance to the martial arts association. If Li Fei wants to take action, he will definitely annoy the association members inside.

With all members of the association mobilized, Li Fei would have no chance of escaping. It was impossible for Li Fei not to consider this matter.

He saw Li Fei's mouth slightly open and spit out three words: "Very good."

Immediately afterwards, Li Fei rushed over. He was shocked. Li Fei really dared to make a move. He didn't have time to think too much and raised his elbows to block.

But Li Fei flashed, bypassed his arm, and punched him hard in the face.

"Bang!"

With a groan, Mao Sicong first tilted his head, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and a lot of saliva flew out. Then, with the blessing of Li Fei's huge power, his body shot out like a rocket.

This caused him to fall to the ground, rolling around, and every part of his body came into close contact with the earth.

After rolling for more than ten meters, it finally came to a stop. At this time, Mao Sicong was lying on his side on the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, dust on his clothes, and many small bloody wounds on various parts of his body.

Mao Sicong reluctantly got up from the ground.

"The owner."

The incident happened in a flash of lightning. By the time the disciples of Sicong's martial arts school came to their senses, they found that the master of the gym had already been seriously injured, and they quickly ran towards Mao Sicong.

A gust of wind blew past their faces and stirred up the surrounding dust, making them unable to open their eyes. When they opened their eyes, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Li Fei actually ran ahead of them and came to the front of the hall owner. They were panicked. Before they could alert the hall owner, Li Fei made a ghostly move and pushed the owner's head to the ground.

The ground shook, and with the head of the museum as the center, a network of cracks formed on the surrounding ground, extending straight to their feet.

They opened their mouths wide, and their hearts were extremely shocked. How powerful this Li Fei was to cause such great destructive power.

Li Fei pulled Mao Sicong's head out of the ground. Mao Sicong was now bruised and swollen, and a mixture of dust and blood appeared on his face.

Only now did he truly understand Li Fei's strength. Compared with him, he was completely different. What a terrifying monster he had provoked.

But he did not feel intimidated by this. Instead, he laughed: "Li Fei, you are useless. You dare to do something at the door of the Wushu Association. The members of the association will come out to deal with you in a while. Don't look at me in such a miserable state. When the time comes, you will

Not much better?"
Chapter completed!