"Even Weifengqiao can't do anything to that boy Linjiang. What's the use of you going? If you lose again, how can we disciples of Xingyi Sect raise their heads in the martial arts world in the future?" The thin old man waved his hands repeatedly.
, said in a deep voice.
The burly middle-aged man didn't agree at all, and just sneered: "Senior Brother, don't you think Wei Fengqiao really lost to that boy named Su, right?"
"Is there any falsehood he admitted it himself?" The thin old man shook his head and said coldly.
"Haha, I personally admit that I had calculated something, and I also admit that I lost to the old man who was guarding the door downstairs. Can it prove that I can't beat him?" The burly middle-aged man smiled disdainfully.
Hearing this, the thin old man raised his head thoughtfully and frowned and said, "What do you mean by this? It's more clear."
"I dare to ask my senior brother, how powerful is Wei Fengqiao?" The burly middle-aged man did not answer immediately, but asked with a smile.
"Although his strength is nothing to look at the entire martial arts world, he is considered to be the best in the Xingyi Sect." The thin old man replied coldly.
The burly middle-aged man nodded and smiled and said, "That's right. With his strength, even Baji, Wing Chun, and even Western boxers, as long as they are not those extremely rare masters and have almost no opponents, why is he just being
A little doctor defeated?"
"Dongyu, I have told you more than once that no one can underestimate the crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the Chinese martial arts world. The doctor in Linjiang seems to be unknown, and maybe he is a master."
The thin old man shook his head and said a little displeased.
The burly middle-aged man responded impatiently, and then laughed disdainfully: "If that kid is a master, then I am a martial arts master."
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"Senior brother, listen to me first. According to the information I sent someone to investigate, that kid is an ordinary doctor who has never learned martial arts, and he is only in his twenties. Do you think he will be you
The master in your mouth?" said the burly middle-aged man quickly.
Hearing this, the thin old man's face changed slightly. He stroked his beard lightly and frowned and asked, "You said that boy Linjiang is only in his twenties?"
"I didn't believe it either. Later, I found a few local people and secretly took a few photos of him. Then I believed it. If you don't believe it, you can take a look." The burly middle-aged man chuckled.
As he spoke, he quickly took out his cell phone and gave the photos saved in advance to the thin old man.
The thin old man immediately took the phone, looked carefully for a few seconds, finally frowned again, and said in confusion: "I am in my twenties, even if he started practicing martial arts since he was a child, even if he is extremely talented, he cannot be a rival to Wei Fengqiao.
Bar."
"Senior brother, you don't have to doubt it. Although I usually look down on Wei Fengqiao's fake appearance, I admit that his strength is definitely the top. Even if that kid performs extraordinaryly, he will not be able to defeat him." Kuiwu
The middle-aged man hurriedly said.
The thin old man did not respond or refute, but nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with the words of the burly middle-aged man.
He didn't think Wei Fengqiao was so strong, but he felt that with his age in his twenties, he could not exert such strength at all.
Although young people will definitely surpass the older people in terms of strength and energy, what usually affects the results of the competition is more about combat experience and understanding of martial arts moves.
A young man in his twenties, even if he is extremely talented, would never be able to surpass an experienced martial arts master like Wei Fengqiao.
"By the way, senior brother, I heard that Linjiang's boy made a move, and Wei Fengqiao fell to the ground and admitted defeat on the spot. Isn't this enough to explain the problem?" Just now, the thin old man was just now
While pondering, the burly middle-aged man hurriedly continued.
The thin old man nodded and replied, "But why did he do this? Don't he know how much trouble his words of admitting defeat will bring to Xingyimen?"
"Haha, he has been in the eyes of money for many years, so he doesn't care about the reputation of his master. I want to see that he is probably fighting fake punches. He seems to have lost to the boy named Su, but he doesn't know that behind his back
How much money did it have?" said the burly middle-aged man quickly.
The thin old man shook his head and waved his hand and said, "It shouldn't be. I know Wei Fengqiao's temper. I believe that he is arrogant and arrogant, but I think it's unlikely that he will fight fake punches for money.
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"Then how do you explain that he was a master of Xingyi Sect but was defeated by that boy Linjiang?" said the burly middle-aged man quickly.
The thin old man was stunned. He opened his mouth and finally shook his head.
He knew that what the other party said was indeed reasonable. With Wei Fengqiao's strength, if he hadn't wanted to lose, few people in the martial arts world could defeat him today.
Before the thin old man could respond, the burly young man continued, "What's more, you can defeat it with one move, and you can't guarantee that you can do it, right?"
"Forget it, when the sect meeting in early May, I will ask him carefully. If the situation is true, I will definitely join forces with several other elders to expel him from the sect." The thin old man said coldly.
"Senior brother, the martial arts world is circulating everywhere now. Our Xingyi Sect is just a fancy move, and even a small doctor can't beat him. If it is solved by early May, the daylily will be cold." The burly young man said hurriedly.
As he spoke, he waved his hand and shouted: "Senior brother, I don't think so, so I'll go to Linjiang and teach that boy a good lesson. Then the rumors will naturally be broken."
"This...is not in accordance with the rules. If the head asks..." The thin old man hesitated a little and it was not until a moment later that he nodded heavily.
Although he took action rashly and violated the regulations of the master's sect, in his opinion, maintaining the reputation of the master is even more urgent and must not be delayed.
After a moment of contemplation, he hurriedly pulled the burly middle-aged man aside and told him seriously: "Dongyu, you have never taken action. If you start with someone, be sure to show mercy. Remember that we are practicing martial arts.
People are not for showing off their courage, but for maintaining justice."
"I know, as long as that boy Linjiang is obedient, I will not touch him at all." The burly middle-aged man responded with a smile, but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
It is because of the other party that he has been repeatedly ridiculed by friends in the martial arts world in recent days. If he doesn't teach the other party a lesson, how can he extinguish his anger?
However, on the surface, he did not show it, but chatted with the thin old man for a few more words before leaving in a hurry.
...
At the same time, the early morning sun has already spread on Qiling Mountain.
Sitting on the bluestone slab, Cyca had already stopped breathing, but he did not open his eyes immediately, but kept greedily sniffing the faint fragrance of medicine in the air.
He hasn't enjoyed this kind of tranquility and comfort for a long time since he graduated from college.
"Dingling!"
Just as Cyprus was traveling, a rapid ringtone suddenly rang out on the phone...