"The head of the second family of Qi is a cheerful person, so I will open the skylight and speak loudly."

Ouyang Qingqing smiled and said, "We know that you are going to kill Chen Hao this time."

"In the eyes of our Ouyang family, Chen Hao is just a bed bug. If he dies, he will die. It is not important to our Ouyang family, and our Ouyang family does not care about it. Therefore, our Ouyang family is willing to help you kill Chen Hao."

A coldness flashed in Ouyang Qingqing's eyes: "But, our Ouyang family has helped you, and your family has to help us."

Qi Jinglei raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "The Ouyang family is famous in the province and can be compared with the Su family. My Qi family is just the overlord of the small Nanjiang City. How can I help you?"

Ouyang Qingqing smiled and said, "The second head of Qi is joking. Others don't know, but my Ouyang family knows that the second head of Qi is highly valued by Master Cui. Soon after, Master Cui will come to China. At that time, the Qi family's status is naturally unavailable.

Same as the saying goes.”

"If the head of the second family of Qi can say a few good words from the Ouyang family in front of Master Cui, then my Ouyang family will be just around the corner."

Although Ouyang Qinglong is also a disciple of Master Cui, and by seniority, he is Qi Jinglei's senior brother, but Ouyang Qinglong is not very talented and is not loved by Master Cui. Therefore, to get the Ouyang family out of the suppression of the Su family, Qi Jinglei must rely on Qi Jinglei.

Thinking of this, a hint of disgust flashed in Ouyang Qingqing's eyes.

If her brother can be more successful, why should she ask Qi Jinglei for help?

"I can kill Chen Hao without the help of your Ouyang family. Why do you have to take advantage of your Ouyang family's favor?"

Qi Jinglei looked at Ouyang Qingqing and a lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The second head of the Qi family, if you don't have my Ouyang family, can you really kill Chen Hao smoothly?"

Ouyang Qingqing suppressed his disgust towards Qi Jinglei and said:

"Don't you know that the Su family has sent a large number of masters to come. Even these masters cannot defeat you, but it should be possible to consume some of your physical strength or cause you to suffer a little injury, right?"

"If you are not physically strong or injured, are you sure you can defeat or even kill Chen Hao? I tell you that Chen Hao is not that simple, and even the martial artists in the Qi Gathering Realm are not his opponent!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Jinglei's eyes shrank.

Can Chen Hao actually crush the martial artists in the Qi Gathering Realm?

It seems that he underestimated this native farmer.

"I promise you."

Qi Jinglei finally nodded in agreement.

"Miss Ouyang Qingqing, happy cooperation."

Qi Jinglei stretched out his hand. Ouyang Qingqing knew that Qi Jinglei wanted to take advantage of the situation, but because of helplessness, she barely shook hands with Qi Jinglei.

"Ms. Ouyang's hands are so delicate."

A ray of greed flashed in Qi Jinglei's eyes, and he bent down to kiss Ouyang Qingqing's hand.

However, Ouyang Qingqing pulled her hand back in time.

"The second head of Qi family, let's go and see the head of Qi family. I heard that he was injured."

Ouyang Qingqing changed the topic.

"Okay."

Qi Jinglei was not angry either. Anyway, he was back now that he would be the dragon entering the sea and sweeping across the world.

What he wants, whether it is wealth, status or woman, will get hands on it.

It would not be too late to deal with Ouyang Qingqing when Chen Haoge is killed.

Three days later.

Nanjiang, gymnasium.

Qi Jinglei sat on a high chair, like a king looking down at all living beings.

Next to him, Ouyang Qingqing stood tall in a long skirt.

Behind the two were Taekwondo masters sent by many families to reinforce Qi's family.

Of course, the Ouyang family is still the one who reinforces the most.

If it weren't for this, Ouyang Qingqing wouldn't have stood beside Qi Jinglei.

"Who is Qi Jinglei? Go forward to fight?"

An old man in Tang suit took the lead in stepping on the ring.

If Chen Hao was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person.

At the Boyang County Medical and Martial Arts Inheritance Conference, it was this old man in Tang suit who defeated Jiewei and fought to the death to protect the dignity of Chinese martial arts.

Now, in order to avoid being shamed by Chinese martial arts, he came to Nanjiang again.

"Old sir, please watch the game off the stage, let me wait and get on first."

Under the arena, a young warrior frowned and persuaded.

The old man in Tang suit is old. If he loses to Qi Jinglei, he may be in danger of his life!

"It's okay, let the old man try it first. How many skills does this crazy Qi Jinglei have?"

The old man in Tang suit smiled freely and said, "I have lived for more than 60 years and have seen the great mountains and rivers of China. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

They looked at the old man in Tang suit on the stage and looked awe-inspiring.

Since ancient times, among Chinese warriors, there have been people who sacrificed their lives for righteousness, those who are brave and fearless of death, and those who sacrificed their lives for the country.

These warriors are not sages, and have made mistakes, but these often cannot hide their glory.

This is the backbone of China and the pride of Chinese warriors!

"Shut up."

On the throne, Qi Jinglei blew coldly.

"Is it a bitter drama in front of me? It's ridiculous."

"You're Qi Jinglei?"

The old man in Tang suit looked up and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to fight against warriors from all sides? I'll challenge you."

"you?"

Qi Jinglei narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled disdainfully:

"It's just the peak of internal strength, and the level of Qi gathering has not reached it. Is it worth fighting with me?"

Qi Jinglei raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, a man walked out behind him.

"As soon as you go to the stage of life and death, you will be able to sign a life and death case. Therefore, you will be responsible for the consequences of life and death."

Qi Jinglei said indifferently.

While speaking, the man who walked out from behind had already arrived in front of the old man in Tang suit.

"There is nothing wrong with Taekwondo, but you guys are wrong."

The old man in Tang took a deep breath and was about to take action, but he saw the man sneered contemptuously, and raised his foot and kicked him.

The old man in Tang suit couldn't react in a short time and was kicked in the chest, and immediately vomited blood and flew out.

"Wrong or not, do you need to say?"

The man looked at the old man in Tang suit with contempt: "I'm not dead, Taekwondo is better than Chinese martial arts. What, what do you do to me? Do you have the ability to knock me down? Bah!"

The man's saliva spit on the old man in Tang suit.

This scene broke the hearts of countless warriors in the audience.

"Those who betray the master and forget their ancestors!"

The old man in Tang Hua did not look at his saliva, and then circulated the energy in his body, pressed down the qi and blood surging in his chest, and pinched the fist marks with both hands and smashed the man.

"Overbial ability."

The man put one hand behind him and slapped forward with the other hand.

Bang.

The old man in Tang suit was beaten by a man and fell directly off the ring.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The old man in Tang suit vomited blood and his breath instantly weakened to the extreme.

"Old sir!"

Many warriors helped the old man up, tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

However, the old man in Tang suit was laughing.

Chinese martial arts are a pearl in his heart, but as time goes by, Chinese martial arts are forgotten and even looked down upon by more and more people.

The pearl of Chinese martial arts seems to be stained with dust.

This made him very sad.

But today...

He is no longer sad!

"I have a pearl, and I have been locked up for a long time.

Today, the dust is gone and the light is shining through... thousands of mountains and rivers!"

The old man in Tang wears a trembling voice, without saying a word, a lot of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

However, he didn't care.

Looking at these young Chinese warriors, he saw hope for the revival of Chinese martial arts.

However, if we want the pearl of Chinese martial arts to truly wipe away the dust and illuminate the mountains and rivers, perhaps...
Chapter completed!