People were so surprised that they were speechless.
Is this a martial arts contest?
Isn't this a fool?
After playing with such people for a long time, I looked like a fool myself.
Feng Tianming sighed, stood up slowly, and decided to admit defeat gracefully, so as to save his face and credibility.
And Lian Qirong over there had already started laughing.
"Hehe, haha, hoho..." He smiled from ear to ear and pointed at Li Muchen, "This is the master invited by Mr. Feng? Is this the master who has been offered a reward of 100 million by the Yuan family? If I had known, there would be no need for Master Li to take action.
, just find a kid from the kindergarten. Second Master, don’t you think so? Hahahaha..."
Shen Mingchun felt extremely relieved when he saw Li Muchen making a fool of himself.
"Haha, he is indeed a broom star. Not only did he harm the Lin family, but now he is harming Mr. Feng. Whoever gets close to him will be unlucky!" He chuckled.
Jiao Shiniang frowned, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of disappointment.
She looked at the old man next to her, who shook his head slightly.
She sighed softly, turned away, and stopped looking at Li Muchen.
Almost everyone felt that Li Muchen had been defeated.
One move, done.
But what harm did this move cause to Li Zhendong? It wasn’t even scratching!
The only one who doubted this was Zhou Lijun.
Zhou Lijun had seen Li Muchen cast spells with his own eyes.
The scene of holding the light in his hand is still engraved in his mind.
Only the shock of Taoist Priest Qingxuan's talisman summoning the thunder just now could barely surpass it.
He believed that Li Muchen would be miserable today, but it would not be because of this iron cloth shirt, but because of Taoist Priest Qingxuan.
But he couldn't understand what Li Muchen's light palm meant.
Feng Tianming raised his hand to Shen Bingyuan and said, "Master Shen, you made everyone laugh today."
Shen Bingyuan said: "Second Master Feng, Mr. Li probably wants to make a joke with everyone. Otherwise, what happened just now will be treated as a joke. Second Master will sell the shares to
Mr. Lian."
Lian Qirong jumped up immediately: "How can this be done? Master Shen has always said what he says. As long as it is settled, I have never heard of anyone going back on it. Why, Master Shen, is this rule going to be broken?"
Shen Bingyuan's face looked a little ugly. Originally, he wanted to be a middleman and adjust things so that no one would have to face each other.
But even what Qirong said is correct.
The rules cannot be broken. Once the rules are broken, this gathering of the three provinces will no longer be possible, and the credibility of the Shen family will be damaged.
He looked at Feng Tianming.
Feng Tianming said: "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, I won't embarrass you. I, Feng Tianming, have nothing but credibility. Since it is a good thing, I will naturally admit it. Just follow Mr. Li's words just now.
Conditions, we will sign the contract shortly."
"That's pretty much it!" Lian Qirong snorted coldly.
Shen Bingyuan nodded and was about to announce the result.
Of course, before making an announcement, you must first ask the two parties involved in the contest.
Although everyone's eyes were sharp and they could see clearly, according to the one-move agreement, Li Muchen would definitely be defeated.
But Shen Bingyuan still asked: "Master Li, one move has been passed and the victory has been decided. If you have no objection, we will carry out the agreement as agreed."
Li Muchen said: "If you have any objections, you should ask the loser, not me."
"What?"
Shen Bingyuan looked at Li Muchen in confusion.
Not only him, everyone is full of doubts.
The one who loses?
Could it be that Li Zhendong lost?
But it's impossible.
People stood there nicely.
Unless everyone is blind.
Shen Bingyuan was slightly sullen and asked: "Master Li, who do you think lost?"
"Of course it's him." Li Muchen pointed at Li Zhendong.
Lian Qirong laughed and said: "Boy, are you really stupid, or are you teasing us as fools? Don't even look at where this place is and who are the people here. Believe it or not, you can't get out of this building today.
?Headmaster Li, he said you lost, if you don’t teach him a lesson, I won’t be able to stand it anymore!”
Li Zhendong looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, I lost? How could I lose! Hahaha..."
Suddenly, Li Zhendong's laughter stopped abruptly, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop, and then fell down on his back.
This time, everyone was stunned.
Lian Qirong was even more shocked.
Two figures flew up from the round table and arrived at Li Zhendong almost at the same time.
It was the Confucian scholars brought by Xu Tong and the old man surnamed Liao brought by Jiao Shiniang.
The two squatted down and each held the pulse gate of one of Li Zhendong's hands.
Then he looked at Li Zhendong's chest at the same time.
At this time, Li Zhendong's eyes rolled up, the whites of his eyes exposed like a dead fish, blood overflowed from his mouth, and his breathing was weak.
The Confucian scholar tapped several acupuncture points on Li Zhendong's body.
Uncle Liao stretched out his hand and took out a golden needle from the Tanzhong point on Li Zhendong's chest. It was the same needle that Li Muchen had taken out just now and said he wanted to use it as a weapon.
"The golden needle breaks the acupuncture point!"
The two of them were startled at the same time and looked at Li Muchen.
"Are you from the lineage of medical saints?"
Everyone present was surprised when they heard about the lineage of the Medical Saint.
Shen Mingchun immediately remembered the time when Li Muchen treated the old man of the Lin family. At that time, the old man Lin was already terminally ill. Even the expert team invited by Qiantang and Shenzhou said there was no way to save him. Li Muchen just gave him a shot and cured him. In the end, he was cured.
Two experts also worshiped him as their teacher.
Shen Mingchun heard what Lin Qiufeng said, and Lin Qiufeng heard what Yan Huimin said. Shen Mingchun always thought it was a rumor, a lie made up by Yan Huimin to find a reasonable identity for his poor son-in-law.
Is this true?
Jiao Shiniang's eyes shone brightly, and she stared at Li Muchen closely, as if she had seen some treasure.
Feng Tianming was also stunned.
There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart, accompanied by a trace of guilt for not trusting Li Muchen.
The eyes of the crowd were sharp. This time, people could see the outcome of victory and defeat more clearly than before, but the outcome had been reversed.
Shen Bingyuan calmed down the shock in his heart and announced: "Second Master Feng won this round."
"Impossible!" Lian Qirong shouted wildly, "This is impossible! Why should he win? Just this needle can break the iron cloth shirt? I don't believe it! He must have used some magic, or...
It’s poisoned, yes, poisoned! It must be poisoned!”
Shen Bingyuan was also a little confused, so he looked at Li Muchen and said:
"Mr. Li, I just said that the rule is that poison is not allowed. I will take your needle for a test now. If it turns out to be poisonous..."
Li Muchen said calmly: "If you want to do a test, please feel free to do it, but it doesn't have to be that troublesome. Just ask Master Li himself and you will know if it is poisonous."
"oh?"
Shen Bingyuan looked at Li Zhendong.
At this time, Li Zhendong had faintly woken up. He was helped up and sat on the ground, gasping for air.
He said sadly to Lian Qirong: "Mr. Lian, I'm sorry, I lost. This Mr. Li didn't use poison."
He looked at Li Muchen again, cupped his fists, and said, "Master Li, a golden needle broke my golden bell. I admire you!"
Seeing his magnanimity, Li Muchen clasped his fists and said, "Master Li, you're being polite. In fact, it's just a trick. Your iron cloth shirt has been practiced to the extreme. There is a hurdle for foreigners to master Hua Jin. If this hurdle is not broken, you
The middle Dantian and the lower Dantian cannot be penetrated. A horizontal exercise is all supported by a breath of true energy. It's okay if you don't use the energy. Once you use the energy, my needle will penetrate into your Tanzhong point to release your true energy through the venting method.
.You didn’t notice it at first, but as soon as you smiled, you lost your breath and suffered internal injuries.”
Li Zhendong suddenly realized: "So that's it."
Li Muchen said: "I have a friend who practices Cinnabar Palm, and his situation is similar to yours. I recently taught him a set of guidance methods, and he is on the verge of a breakthrough. If you have the opportunity, you can communicate with each other."
"Cinnabar Palm?" Li Zhendong asked in surprise, "There are not many people in the world who can practice Cinnabar Palm to this level. Is your friend the Iron Hand of the Smiling Buddha King?"