The old man in Tang suit felt that his eyelids weighed over ten thousand catties.

The moment before he closed his eyes, he saw the person who could revitalize Chinese martial arts and regain the glory of its inheritance.

His name is...Chen Hao!

"I don't know if you will come."

The old man in Tang suit whispered weakly.

He hopes Chen Hao can come because Chen Hao is very powerful.

But he didn't want Chen Hao to come, because this time the Qi family set up the arena, it was a Hongmen banquet.

If Chen Hao comes, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

At the moment when the old man in Tang suit fainted.

He finally confirmed what he was thinking.

He didn't want Chen Hao to come.

As long as the green hills remain, there will be no need to worry about running out of firewood.

As long as Chen Hao is still alive, with Chen Hao's qualifications, he will achieve great success in martial arts.

At that time, it would be the best choice for Chen Hao to revitalize Chinese martial arts.

"Old sir, old sir!"

"Wake up, old sir, please wake up."

Under the stage, countless Chinese warriors supported the old man in Tang suit.

"Send to the hospital quickly."

Someone shouted, and as soon as he finished speaking, a young man picked up the old man in Tang suit and walked towards the hospital.

But after taking a few steps, the old man in Tang suit woke up.

It's not that he wasn't seriously injured, but that he recovered from his injuries.

He is using up the rest of his lifespan!

Originally, he might survive if he went to the hospital, but now there is no hope.

It may be difficult for the gods to come down to earth to bring him back from the gate of hell!

"I want to see if Qi Jinglei can defeat the others."

The old man in Tang suit looked pale and was extremely weak, but he still raised his head vigorously and looked at the competition ring:

"If Qi Jinglei is really able to defeat all heroes, then I will go with all the other martial artists and bury this shame deep in my heart. After I return, I will warn the younger generations and ask them to practice martial arts better."

"If Qi Jinglei cannot sweep us away, I can witness with my own eyes that our Chinese warriors are brave enough to move forward. Even if they die, there will be no regrets."

The old man in Tang suit took a breath of energy and after speaking impassionedly, blood began to bleed from the corner of his mouth.

He can't last much longer!

Under the ring, many warriors were wiping tears.

But more warriors raised their heads and looked at the arena and Qi Jinglei on the arena.

"Old sir, we won't let you down."

A young man in his early ten years, tiptoeing, jumped onto the ring.

"I am..."

Before the young man even announced his name, the man who had just injured the old man in Tang suit had already struck cruelly.

Bang bang bang.

The man punched three times in succession.

The young man could only raise his arms to block.

"That's all you have?"

The man sneered and punched out for the fourth time.

Click!

The young man's arms were broken instantly.

"You still want to tell me your name? Are you worthy?"

The man sneered disdainfully and swept the young man off the ring with a sweeping kick.

puff--

After the young man fell off the ring, he vomited two mouthfuls of blood and fainted.

"Take him to the hospital."

A middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes jumped onto the stage and said in a deep voice to the warriors below.

"yes."

Several warriors wearing "Sun Moon Martial Arts" costumes took the unconscious young man to the hospital.

"Sun Moon Martial Arts School, Shang Daoming."

The middle-aged man looked at the extremely arrogant man on the ring and said coldly.

"Another one looking for death."

The arrogant man looked at Shang Daoming with contempt: "You go first, lest others say I always bully others."

"good."

Shang Daoming didn't show any pretense and took a deep breath.

Then, before the arrogant man could recover, he felt a strong wind coming towards his face.

In the blink of an eye, Shang Daoming was in front of the arrogant man, and he punched the arrogant man in the face.

Click!

The bridge of the arrogant man's nose was smashed and his nose was bleeding profusely!

"Now, can I challenge you, Mr. Qi's parents?"

Shang Daoming looked at Qi Jinglei.

"Peak Qi Gathering?"

Qi Jinglei narrowed his eyes slightly and judged Shang Daoming's cultivation level with just one glance.

"Do you think too highly of yourself?"

Qi Jinglei looked at Shang Daoming with disdain: "You don't even have the realm of transformation, and you want to fight me?"

While he was speaking, a woman walked out from behind.

The woman's complexion was bronze and her eyes were full of aggression, like a fierce female leopard.

She opened her palms, and a leather whip fell into her hands.

Snap——

The woman waved her arm, and the whip cut through the air, making a crisp and terrifying sound.

"The director of the Sun and Moon Martial Arts School?"

The woman sneered, jumped into the air, and waved her whip in the air, like a vicious snake, biting towards Shang Daoming at a tricky angle.

This whip is extremely powerful. If it hits a person, it will definitely break bones and muscles in an instant.

Shang Daoming did not underestimate the power of this whip. He looked solemnly and stepped aside.

Bang!

The soft leather whip fell to the ground and cracked the concrete floor.

"So strong."

Shang Daoming was surprised.

"Don't be distracted."

The woman sneered, flicked her wrist, and the whip turned out to be like a living thing, as if it had locked onto Shang Daoming, and bit him again.

No matter how Shang Daoming dodges, he can never escape the suppression of the whip.

"That's all you have?"

The woman glanced at Shang Daoming with disdain and said:

"Then, it's over."

With a cooing sound, the leather whip emitted a bright light, like a sharp sword, slashing towards Shang Daoming.

The power this time was at least several times higher than the previous whips.
To be continued...