Summary of the previous chapter: Zi Shaobo, the fourth son of the Zi family, wanted to compete with the younger members of the two families, and Father Ma agreed...
There is a platform in the backyard of the Ma family. This platform was often used for martial arts training when Mr. Ma was alive in the past.
Ever since Mr. Ma passed away and Ma Ruiqing took his three sons to Ningyuan, this platform has been abandoned.
Fortunately, it is winter now and there is no snow. After a little cleaning, the platform is back to its usual tidiness.
Ma Xiaoquan stood on the platform with his two brothers, and suddenly had the urge to compete. However... Ma Xiaoquan knew that his current identity was the fourth young master of the Ma family, a fourth young master who did not know martial arts.
There is only one mission at the moment, which is to cheer up the two brothers.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't know how capable these two brothers were, but he casually glanced at them and found that both of them had calluses on their hands, which proved that they must be hard-working martial arts masters.
...
On both sides of the platform, the elders of the two families were doing their own thing, and the younger generations of the two families also retreated to the elders' side, listening to the elders' instructions.
On the Zi family side, Zi Long looked helpless. This second brother, Zi Biao, had no time to spare when at home and often caused some troubles. Since the clan recently established a new academy, the second brother has finally found his home.
Not only did the cadres of rich and powerful families who are currently going to the academy compete with each other, but even those who have not yet arrived have made a gauntlet and made reservations.
In fact... In terms of skills, among the younger members of the Zi family, Zilong's eldest brother has the best skills, but the eldest brother rarely takes action, most of them just look at it. The second one is Zi Qingqing, the younger sister of the Zi family. Next
It's Zi Long. As for Zi Biao, although this kid is hardworking, like his fourth uncle, he doesn't seem to have high enough martial arts talent.
...
On the Ma family side, Ma Ruiqing, Ma's father, didn't have much to say to his two sons. He glanced at the two sons in front of him and only said one sentence: "Either a draw or a win."
Ma Yuan and Ma Cheng nodded, and bowed their hands to Father Ma respectfully, as if they were soldiers obeying orders.
Ma Xiaoquan stepped aside because he "didn't know martial arts", and happened to be sitting with his sister-in-law Li Qinghan again.
Li Qinghan glanced at Ma Xiaoquan next to him, feeling both happy and disgusted at the same time. Did this brother-in-law have something up his sleeve?
Not to mention, Ma Xiaoquan was really making a small calculation in his heart, not for anything else but because he couldn't stand Zi Biao.
"Damn, are you making any noise at my horse's house? If I go up there, I'll have to..."
Li Qinghan heard Ma Xiaoquan's soliloquy and laughed dumbly and said: "Ma Xiaoquan, just brag. Although I heard that you learned some three-legged cat kung fu in Jinyiwei, compared with that Zi Biao, you must be inferior.
He was beaten down when he went up."
Ma Xiaoquan smacked his lips and said, "Sister-in-law, how can I speak? Am I that bad? Second sister-in-law, do you think I, Ma Xiaoquan, am that weak?"
Qiao Yu turned around, glanced at Ma Xiaoquan, and nodded: "Well, it seems so, Quanzi, don't force it. There's nothing shameful about not knowing martial arts. Anyway, your literary talent is good. After the Chinese New Year, you went to Zi
In our academy, we can just eliminate that Zi Biao in terms of literary talent."
Ma Xiaoquan was also quite thick-skinned. Since everyone said that he was good at literature, he directly borrowed the money from Poxia Donkey and said, "Second Sister-in-law is right, hehe."
Qiao Yu looked at Li Qinghan helplessly and shook his head, thinking that this brother-in-law was such a headache.
Qiao Yu's little daughter fluttered on Ma Xiaoquan's lap and said in a sweet voice: "Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, Jiaojiao wants to be hugged, Jiaojiao wants to be hugged."
This little girl didn't stop talking at all. After finishing a sentence in one breath, her little face immediately turned red.
Ma Xiaoquan liked this little niece very much. He held her in his arms lovingly, gently tapped the little girl's nose and said, "Jiaojiao, tell my fourth uncle, is your father very powerful?"
The little girl nodded: "Of course daddy is great. Mom said daddy is great." The little girl didn't stop and her face turned even redder.
Ma Xiaoquan kissed the little girl on the cheek: "Okay, Jiaojiao's father must be the most powerful." As he said that, Ma Xiaoquan hugged the little girl and put her on his left shoulder.
Another of Qiao Yu's children walked up to Ma Xiaoquan and gently pulled Ma Xiaoquan's trouser leg: "Fourth uncle, you obviously want to do that too."
Ma Xiaoquan lowered his head, picked up his little nephew, and pushed him on his right shoulder.
Qiao Yu chuckled and said to Li Qinghan: "These two little devils don't kiss anyone, but they are the closest to their fourth uncle. It's really..."
Li Qinghan looked envious, and a strange thought suddenly flashed in his mind: If one day she and Ma Xiaoquan had a child, would Ma Xiaoquan treat the child like this?
"Sister-in-law, why is your face red?"
Li Qinghan let out a sigh, covered his face and lowered his head.
...
On the platform, Ma Cheng, the third son of the Ma family, was already standing. Opposite him, Zi Biao was also rubbing his hands eagerly, making a cracking sound.
The two handed each other their hands, shouted to each other to give in, and the competition began immediately.
There is no need for any overly girly competition rules between men, as long as they don't deliberately hurt their vital parts.
Zi Biao made the first move and struck directly at Ma Cheng's face with a pair of big fists.
Ma Cheng laughed and said, "Well done." He also raised his fists to defend Zi Biao hard.
"Bang" the four fists collided, making a horrifying sound, and everyone sitting under the platform was stunned.
Ma Xiaoquan was also very surprised. Zi Biao's big hands were clenched into fists, which were much better than those of Chang Shang. The second brother seemed to be fisting with him without even thinking about it. This may be a bit...
Sure enough, Ma Xiaoquan's judgment was accurate. Zi Biao's fist shape was dominant. He shouted loudly and increased his fist strength, forcing Ma Cheng to take three steps back.
Ma Cheng's eyes darkened and he stopped walking, but the breath in his chest began to surge involuntarily.
It seems that Zi Biao used dark energy in this punch.
Zi Biao had the upper hand with one attack and did not continue the attack. He did not know Ma Cheng well, and Ma Cheng only took three steps back. It seemed that... the opponent had some reservations.
Although Zi Biao's martial arts ranking is relatively low among the younger generations of the Zi family, the power of his pair of big fists is even fearful of Zi Chen, the best eldest grandson of the Zi family, Zi Biao's eldest brother.
...
Ma Cheng was actually not feeling well. He had just defended Zi Biao's big punch, and the joints in his hands were already somewhat damaged.
Seeing the third brother like this, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and hurriedly shouted: "Third brother, don't go head-on."