Chapter 142: First place in Jiangcheng, the Chu Family Martial Arts School won it!
Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them!
No one expected that this confrontation where Li Zongzheng was attacking would end in this way.
The expected back-and-forth and fierce fighting did not happen.
It was just a seemingly random kick from Ye Feng.
Everything ended in a flash!
It's so fast that it catches people off guard.
At this time, Liang Lixin was lying outside on the road, vomiting blood profusely, and his chest almost collapsed.
I don't know how many ribs were broken.
The legs that he was so proud of were helpless in front of Ye Feng.
As fragile as a bamboo stick,
The original aloof and conceited look had long since disappeared.
A pair of eyes filled with fear!
"Are you so strong?"
Li Zongzheng's expression changed drastically.
Although he did not witness the Tianwu Club setting up the arena before, he heard Honda Mori mention it afterward.
Ye Feng does have some strength.
But this time he came and proposed to let Liang Lixin fight Ye Feng. On the one hand, he had absolute confidence in Liang Lixin's strength.
Liang Lixin is above Honda Moriichi.
On the other hand, I also want to take this opportunity to see with my own eyes and try out the depth of Ye Feng.
But the ending shocked him!
Ye Feng is much stronger than he imagined.
One kick completely defeated a martial arts master who was at the peak of his inner strength and who had mastered both internal and external skills!
Even Liang Lixin was not even considered a test this time.
The subordinate who had attacked Ma Bilian before was looking at his own wrist with fear.
With the strength shown by Ye Feng right now.
If I had really used my full strength at that time, I'm afraid this hand would be useless.
"President Li, it seems that the people you brought cannot survive ten moves."
Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Li Zongzheng and said lightly.
"snort!"
Li Zongzheng snorted coldly,
I didn't buy the Chu Family Martial Arts School today, and then Liang Lixin was defeated miserably, and his face was completely ruined.
His face was gloomy and extremely ugly.
Wang Bin jumped out immediately and said with a smile: "President Li seems to be very angry. Is he going to regret it?"
"absurd!"
"I, Li Zongzheng, have always made a promise that is hard to follow!"
"This Liang Lixin is not good at academics. He deceived me before about how good he is. Xiaofeng's kick also showed his true colors. I was not happy before it was too late. How could I be angry!"
Li Zongzheng forced out an ugly smile, looked at Ye Feng and said: "Xiao Feng, you are so accomplished in martial arts at such a young age.
Uncle Li, I am very happy. Your father will also be proud of you.
What I said before is true, I hope this Chu Family Martial Arts School can flourish in your hands!"
"I would like to borrow President Li's kind words, but please respect yourself. You and I are not that familiar. Just call me uncle, Xiaofeng or something like that!"
Ye Feng's expression remained calm and he was not prepared to pay any attention to Li Zongzheng.
Jiang Yun'er also smiled and said: "Haha, you are really thick-skinned. Who can't see that you are not selling good medicine in your gourd? Now who are you showing off by saying these high-sounding words?"
"That's right! You still talk about Uncle Li, making it seem like you had a very good relationship with Master Ye Huaiyuan back then! Brother Feng doesn't care if you get close!"
"The people of Jiangcheng all know how you used conspiracy and tricks to drive our master out of the Wushu Association!"
"Li Zongzheng, if you have nothing to do, just hurry up and hang out! You are not welcome in the Chu Family Martial Arts School!"
“…”
Wang Bin, Zhang Qilong and other disciples from the Chu Family Martial Arts School began to scold him loudly.
Faced with these humiliations and sarcasms, Li Zongzheng suddenly became livid with anger.
In terms of status, he is the president of Jiangcheng Wushu Association.
Yang Zhifeng, the former director of the governor's department, was in charge of a powerful position in the martial arts world, and everyone had to call him brother when they saw him.
As a result, Ye Feng suffered a serious defeat today.
"Very good, I hope I can see you show off your skills in the next Wushu Association competition!"
Li Zongzheng said coldly.
"Don't worry, all the brothers and I from the Chu Family Martial Arts School will definitely participate in the martial arts competition!"
"I heard that President Li's men are here to win the first place in the Jiangcheng competition area, so let me tell you now, the first place in Jiangcheng is won by the Chu Family Martial Arts School!"
Ye Feng stared at Liang Lixin from a distance outside the door like a bereaved dog.
His gaze slowly retracted, and finally swept across Li Zongzheng.
The moment the two looked at each other,
Li Zongzheng's heart suddenly sank.
"Hahaha, No. 1 in Jiangcheng? That's not a small tone!"
Li Zongzheng smiled with a faint smile, and there was a faint fierce light in his eyes.
Over the years, in the martial arts competitions of the Wushu Association, his people have always won the first place in the Jiangcheng Division!
If Ye Feng were to take first place this time, he, the president of the Wushu Association, would probably be laughed at.
Just when he was about to have an attack, a subordinate suddenly ran out.
He looked panicked and said: "President, I just called, something big happened!"
"What's up?"
Li Zongzheng asked with a frown.
The subordinate looked at the people in the mourning hall, then leaned close to Li Zongzheng's ear and whispered a few words in a low voice.
Li Zongzheng's expression changed rapidly, visible to the naked eye.
Then he turned around and smiled at Ye Feng: "Jiangcheng is very small, and we have a long way to go. I hope the Chu Family Martial Arts School can survive!"
"No!"
Ye Feng said lightly.
Soon, Li Zongzheng took his people and left quickly.
People inside and outside the mourning hall were cheering for joy.
"Xiao Feng, the sound you made with your kick just now was bone sound?"
Han Yumiao came over and asked with a surprised look on his face.
Before Ye Feng spoke, Zhang Qilong said with great certainty: "Of course it's bone noise, I know this very well,
So far, I have played well and can barely reach one ring,
My master once made three sounds at his peak,
But they are far inferior to Brother Feng, these are the real ten rings!"
"Ten rings?"
Han Yumiao's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He knew very well what kind of hero Chu Dengyun was back then. The Chu family's nine-ring kick technique was famous all over Jiangcheng.
But now, Ye Feng can actually hit ten times!
"You kid, you hide a lot of secrets!"
Han Yumiao said with a smile.
He had only thought that Ye Feng was better at medical skills before, but he never imagined that he was also so amazing in martial arts!
"There's no secret. It's just good luck."
Ye Feng said casually.
"Luck? I think you kid must still be hiding a lot of things from us, so I won't ask you today."
"But you have to think more about my granddaughter's affairs!"
Han Yumiao quickly exposed his inner calculation.
He is becoming more and more satisfied with Ye Feng, his grandson-in-law.
Not to mention how far martial arts can develop in the future, just speaking of medical skills, there is no problem at least inheriting his mantle.
"Doctor Han, if you have free time, it's cooler under the old Kui tree opposite."
Ye Feng said lightly, then turned back to Chu Yunting's coffin and continued to burn paper money.
Han Yumiao was left confused and did not understand.
"This kid, what do you mean by letting me enjoy the cool weather?"
Wang Bin next to him smiled and said: "Miracle Doctor Han, Brother Feng means to stay where you can to cool down, hahaha!"
"Ah? This boy dares to make fun of my old man!"
Han Yumiao suddenly realized that he was going to deal with Ye Feng.
Wu Maorong quickly stopped him and said, "Old Han, just calm down. Old Chu hasn't been buried yet. Don't add to the chaos. I'll go with you to rest."
After saying that, Wu Maorong hugged Han Yumiao and went out.
"Hey, why did you drag me out? I don't want to rest!"
Han Yumiao kept chattering after being pulled out of the door.
Wu Maorong said in a deep voice: "Stop making trouble. When Li Zongzheng left just now, something big seemed to have happened. We have to check it out quickly, otherwise we don't know what evil he was hiding behind his back!"
"What can he do? I, Han Yumiao, am not afraid of him!"
Han Yumiao stroked his goatee, looking proud.
"Aren't you afraid? You are a great doctor, and your granddaughter is a big shot in Yanjing."
"But today Xiaofeng made him lose a general and humiliated him in public. He will definitely not let it go."
Wu Maorong said with a worried look.
Han Yumiao thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll find someone to ask."
…
The car was driving fast.
Li Zongzheng looked solemn and said in a deep voice to the phone in his hand: "I told you that you are not allowed to come back again! What on earth do you want to do when you make such a big fuss this time?"