Fan Yun wanted to continue speaking, but Master Fan hurriedly covered his mouth.

I don’t know where Murong Jin has gone now. When he comes back, the day lilies will probably be cold.

Therefore, he could only place his hope on Qin Cheng.

"Can you really beat Wan Hai?" Hall Master Fan said with eager eyes.

Qin Cheng glanced at him and said, "Within three moves."

To say that within three moves is to overestimate Wan Hai.

Master Fan's expression changed again and again, as if he was thinking about something.

Eighty percent of the profits, to put it bluntly, the entire Fan Family Martial Arts School is working for Qincheng!

But if we lose, the Fan family won’t have to mess around anymore!

"Master Fan, you don't have much time to think about it," Qin Cheng said coldly.

Hall Master Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I promise you! But make sure you agree in advance that if you lose, I won't give you a penny."

Qin Cheng didn't say anything, he immediately jumped up from the stands and jumped down.

"Dad, you really believe him!" Fan Yun pouted with a look of reluctance.

Master Fan sighed slightly and said, "You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

He had seen Qin Cheng's level, so he also made a comparison in his mind.

If it were just the standard at the banquet, Qin Cheng might not be able to win against Wan Hai.

But at that time, Qincheng was only on the third level of the Qi Refining Stage, but now it has broken through to the seventh level! The difference in strength is huge!

"Is this kid going to die?"

"Wan Hai's fist is almost as big as his head. If it hits him, he will be disabled even if he doesn't die, right?"

"Tsk, tsk, people die for money and birds die for food. This kid is going crazy trying to make money! He's just afraid of losing his life!"

The people around him couldn't help but laugh when they saw Qin Cheng.

They were just disciples of the martial arts school and had no contact with the upper class circles, so they knew nothing about what happened at the banquet.

"Where is Murong Jin?" Seeing Qin Cheng walking onto the ring, Wan Hai asked mockingly.

Qin Cheng said: "He doesn't dare to fight."

"Haha, he didn't dare, how dare you come here to die?" Wan Hai clenched his fist as big as a casserole, his gloomy eyes were like a hunting vulture.

"You talk too much." Qin Cheng frowned, "Let's do it."

Wan Hai laughed loudly and said: "In all these years, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this! Since you want to die, then I will grant it to you!"

After saying that, he was shaken and his clothes were shattered to pieces.

The strong muscles look even more perfect against the backdrop of his bronze skin.

And the blood vessels are like horned dragons, with roots protruding.

"Perfect muscles!" someone exclaimed.

However, Master Fan frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Is this Heng Lian? It is said that after practicing Heng Lian, your body will be like an iron plate, not to mention invulnerable, but it's pretty much it."

"It's so scary!" Fan Yun opened her little cherry mouth in surprise. These thick arms were almost as thick as her waist! If she was punched, she would probably die on the spot, right?

"Boy, it's still too late for you to regret it." Wan Hai rubbed his fists and said with a sneer.

Since entering the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, Qin Cheng's body has quietly changed.


Chapter completed!