The person who came was none other than Qin Ao, the vice president of the Nanyang Martial Arts Federation!
Before the injury, Qin Ao was a very popular figure. After the injury, although he plummeted, he devoted himself to teaching his apprentices and brought out several powerful people, so his reputation did not decline much.
Qin Ao's injury was so serious that his spine was broken at the time. If he hadn't been a martial arts master with strong energy and strong recovery ability, coupled with his continuous scientific and professional recovery, it would have been difficult for him to survive in this life.
Let alone walking with a crutch.
"Father, you are here!" Qin Mubai looked happy when he saw Qin Ao coming.
Qin Ao came over and brought several well-known masters from the Nanyang Martial Arts Association. These masters are all powerful in immediate combat.
Qin Ao nodded slightly, and then his eyes fell on Jiu Heng, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Oh, I remember you. You are the vice-president who was crippled by me, aren't you?!" Jiuheng also looked at Qin Ao, remembering who this person was, and grinned.
When Yan Mulong, Zhao Tulong and others wanted to gather martial arts masters in Jingdao, the Nanyang Martial Arts Federation also sent people to participate. They wanted to elect Qin Ao to the top. As a result, Jiuheng came out halfway and beat Qin Ao to death in public.
Ao, this made Yan Mulong and others' plan go bankrupt.
Jiuheng's words shocked everyone present, and they all looked at him in disbelief.
Qin Mubai was extremely shocked in his heart. It turned out that his father was injured in the hands of this guy!
Qin Ao looked at Jiu Heng and was equally shocked in his heart. He gritted his teeth viciously and said angrily: "It's you!"
Jiuheng put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "It's me. What do you think? Do you want to seek revenge from me?"
Qi Dang was playing with Irina Jinwa in the sea. He also noticed someone coming and turned around to take a look. Oh, Qin Ao, it's okay. He was just beaten into a dog with a broken spine by Jiuheng!
Qin Ao has had the same dream almost every day these days. The person in the dream is none other than Jiuheng...
He dreamed again and again about how his spine was broken by Jiuheng. Every time he woke up, he felt as if he had been soaked in a bathtub, covered in cold sweat.
But when this enemy actually appeared in front of him, he actually felt a hint of panic!
"He is the evil man who injured the master!" Qin Ao's disciples all glared at Jiuheng.
Jiuheng smiled nonchalantly and said, "Young people are so full of blood. Are you thinking of avenging your master?"
"If I had known that you were the disciples of this rubbish Qin Ao, I would have been ruthless just now and wiped them all out."
"You guys come together and let me see how much skills you have learned from Qin Ao?"
When he said this, Jiuheng was in high spirits, and he even reached out to rub his big back, with an extremely arrogant smile on his face, as if he didn't take these warriors seriously at all.
Qin Ao's hand holding the crutch trembled, and he said with a ferocious expression: "Jiuhuan, I didn't expect you to dare to come to Nanyang. God really gave me this opportunity for revenge! Today, I want your blood
Spread here and tear you into pieces!"
Jiuheng laughed loudly after hearing this, shook his head, and said: "Clark doesn't even dare to say that he can beat me to death, but you are going crazy. It's okay. I will let you cut off your descendants today, so that your descendants will not stop."
Follow your old path and serve as a hawk for the imperial court!"
After saying this, Jiuheng spread his legs, stretched them back and forth, slowly raised his hands, and assumed the Bajiquan posture of "Er Lang Carrying the Mountain".
Jiuheng is a true god-level master, a top warrior who can compete with Clark. After that battle, he has made great progress. Now he plans to use all his firepower. His temperament that looks down on the world is really very scary!
"Beat him to death and avenge Master!" Qin Ao's disciples shouted, but no one dared to rush forward.
They also all know the principle of killing the first bird with a gun. Jiu Heng is so strong that even Qin Ao was crippled. If he improves his skills, he will definitely not gain much benefit.
The masters of the same generation brought by Qin Ao all remained silent. It was okay to let them torture the food, but it was obviously unwise to deal with Jiuheng with such a high risk factor...
Qin Ao's fate was so miserable that it was visible to the naked eye. They didn't want to become the second Qin Ao.
Jiuheng put on airs for a long time but no one came up. He frowned and said, "If you don't come, I'll go up first!"
As he spoke, he slowly raised his right foot behind him, and then moved his hands slowly into a "closed elbow" posture, as if he was ready to take action at any time.
Qin Ao looked at his blushing disciples, as well as his colleagues in the martial arts association who were ranked high in martial arts but were unwilling to take action, and couldn't help but shake his head with waning interest and sighed heavily.
"Forget it, none of you have the courage to take action." Qin Ao finally said this.
After hearing his words, the disciples were immediately ashamed.
Jiuheng sneered, put away his boxing stance, and said: "I thought the Nanyang Martial Arts Association was so powerful, but it turns out they are just a bunch of idiots! I think this Martial Arts Association should be disbanded as soon as possible, so as not to lose our Chinese martial arts world.
The face of a person.”
This sentence was very harsh, making everyone's faces turn red and white, making them very ugly. However, no one dared to confront Jiu Heng, a madman.
"Don't be arrogant in front of me from now on, or you'll beat each other when you see them." Jiuheng stretched out his hand and pointed around everyone, saying with disdain on his face.
After saying this, Jiuheng turned around and walked away, even spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, probably because he felt that no one dared to do something to him, he was too cowardly and boring.
Qin Ao clenched the crutch in his hand, and after a moment, he sighed and said: "Forget it, my era of martial arts has come to an end."
Today, after meeting Jiuheng again, he only felt desolate in his heart. He understood that his own era had come to an end, and there was no point in staying in the Nanyang Martial Arts Association any longer.
He doesn't even think that his apprentices can make him proud now, because they don't even have the courage to face powerful enemies. How can they become powerful warriors who can surpass Jiu Heng?
Qin Mubai looked at his father and felt that at this moment, he seemed to have aged twenty or thirty years, and his vitality was gone.
"I'll go!" Qin Mubai gritted his teeth and prepared to take action.
Qin Ao shook his head and said, "Don't risk your life. This man kills people like mowing grass, and he won't hold back. If you attack him, he will definitely beat you to death."
After Qin Mubai heard this, he stopped and said, "Are you just going to sit back and ignore it?"
Qin Ao said: "My skills are inferior to others, so I have nothing to say. Let's go and go back. I'll take the loss today. Anyway, I, Qin Ao, am a useless person. No one will laugh at me."