Full-time King

Chapter 2238: Challenge

Ever since he discovered the true nature of his unscrupulous master, Ling Feng refused to call his master "Master" anymore, and instead called him "Old Man" without any respect.

If he got into trouble or had something to ask for, Ling Feng would call the old man "Master" with a playful smile, so the old man's reaction just now was really

It is normal.

But Ling Feng really had no intention of asking for help this time. He just had a little thought in his heart, so the word "Master" came out of his mouth.

The leader overreacted, causing the thought in Ling Feng's mind to disappear without a trace in an instant.

This is more like the master he remembered.

After hanging up the phone with the old man, Ling Feng sat in the room thinking.

The trouble with Yuanyang Sect can be ignored for the time being. Ling Feng was lucky enough to get through Yuanyang Haoshi and will not be discovered in a short time. His approach must be first

There will be a massive search for Yuanyang Muqing's body. If the body is not found, there will be two reactions.

The first is to cause trouble for Ling Feng again. This is very likely. No matter what the reason, Yuan Yang Mu Qing's disappearance has caused Ling Feng to

Everyone must bear an unshirkable responsibility.

The greater possibility is to cause trouble for the Cen Feng Sect. Don't forget that when he escaped, the servant could have taken Yuan Yang Mu Qing with him.

Go. And Ling Feng would never chase after him.

As for the Crane Organization, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Thinking of the Crane Organization, Ling Feng felt a headache. This organization was like a piece of sticky candy, which would come out from time to time to disgust him.

The target person is rarely attacked, and other people are rarely affected. Well, he is still very professional.

Ling Feng felt that the Xianhe organization was troublesome, and except for their peripheral killers, the regular members would not kill innocent people. In their own words

Generally speaking, you only work when you are paid.

The only thing that made Ling Feng wary was Zhao You from the Zhao family. Given Zhao You's temperament, it was incredible that he could endure it.

situation.

The old man had told him that Zhao You had paid a huge sum of money to the Crane Organization, so the Crane Organization openly attacked in Jiangnan City.

, as one of the eight major families, it is impossible for them to not have their own strength, but Ling Feng did not see it.

Ling Feng believed that Zhao You would not care whether other people were innocent, after all, he had killed his only son, Zhao Feng.

"Zhao family, Zhao You!"

Ling Feng seemed to be murmuring unconsciously, and a murderous look suddenly appeared in his eyes for no reason.

"Ah!"

Suddenly a loud shout came into Ling Feng's ears, and Ling Feng frowned.

The place that Uncle Li arranged for Ling Feng was quite elegant and quiet. He also arranged two disciples to guard the door to prevent anyone from seeing the place.

People broke in.

This place is quite far from the martial arts training ground, and one can only vaguely hear the sounds of martial arts practice there, but this loud shout is like it is right next to Ling Feng's ears.

Ling Feng felt irritated for no reason.

Ling Feng pushed open the door.

"gentlemen……"

The martial arts disciples outside the door did not know Ling Feng's true identity. They only knew that he was an important guest of their master. So they called him Ling

Mr.

Ling Feng looked at the two serious people and laughed: "You don't have to be so nervous, what happened before?"

He could use his fighting spirit to investigate, but he was too lazy to do so. It was so hard to rest, why should he tense up so much?

"Those troublemakers are here again, right?"

The disciple who answered was eager to try, his eyes showing a desire. Everyone who practices martial arts wants to fight with masters.

My experience has greatly increased. With Uncle Li looking after me, I have nothing to worry about.

"Did Uncle Li arrange for you to be here?"

"Our master asked us to be here. If you need anything, you can tell us." One of the martial arts disciples replied respectfully.

.

"Those troublemakers must be here again. The lesson we gave them these past few days wasn't enough!" Another martial arts disciple clenched his fists and made them creak.

ring.

Most of the martial artists are passionate and righteous. These few days have greatly increased their practical experience. In addition, with Uncle Li by their side,

It is a rare opportunity to be able to take care of a child without having to worry about any life-threatening situation.

"Come on, let's go take a look."

Ling Feng originally didn't want to bother with these warriors, but since they were bullied at the martial arts gym, Ling Feng had no choice but to step forward.

From the loud shout just now, Ling Feng could vaguely hear that the person coming was full of energy. He was definitely one of the best among ordinary people.

hand.

Uncle Li was sitting high on the armchair, sipping tea leisurely, while on the martial arts training ground there were more than a dozen wanderers wearing white cloth strips on their heads and wooden clogs.

Dressed as a warrior of the Kingdom of the Sun.

"Baga, if Mr. Li can't give us a satisfactory explanation, we will kill you."

The half-intelligible language sounded funny, but Uncle Li was a serious person, and his disciples could only blush.

When Uncle Li saw Ling Feng coming, he stood up quickly.

Just as he was about to say something, Ling Feng said first: "Uncle Master, please continue, I'll join in the fun, don't worry about me."

Uncle Li nodded and sat down steadily again.

"That Inujiro, your name is too confusing. What do you mean by explanation? Fists and feet have no eyes. When they come to challenge, they should

You should be mentally prepared.”

Uncle Li spoke very calmly.

It was only then that Ling Feng discovered that in front of this group of people from the Sun Country, a stone lion more than one meter tall had been broken into pieces of stone. One of them was carrying a plaque more than three meters long, wrapped in silk cloth, so it was impossible to tell what was written on it.

Unexpectedly, there was a white coffin behind them.

Ling Feng was a little confused. Was this considered a battle with a coffin? Could it be that these warriors of the Sun Country could not achieve their goal and even prepared their own coffins?

"Baga, what's the point of kicking someone out? We don't understand. We have something to fight with. You injured someone without reason, and you have to pay for the medical expenses." The leader

Inujiro's eyes flashed cunningly and he denied it flatly.

Uncle Li thought about it for a while and nodded: "Our martial arts school can compensate for the medical expenses, as long as you don't come to harass us anymore."

"Well, Mr. Li is a wise man. The medical expenses are 80 million US dollars! This is one of the conditions. If Mr. Li agrees to one more condition, we promise not to come to your house again." Inujiro clapped his hands happily. The man carrying the plaque walked up to him and placed the plaque in front of him.

When all the martial arts school disciples heard that the medical expenses were 80 million US dollars, they were immediately filled with indignation. This was obviously blackmail. Uncle Li's hand holding the teacup also had veins bulging.

Ling Feng looked like he was enjoying a good show, but didn't say anything.

Uncle Li took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to slap the other person to death: "What is the second condition?"

"Put this plaque on your sign!"

After Inujiro finished speaking, he suddenly pulled the silk on the plaque, and the four big words "Sick Man of East Asia" instantly set off the entire martial arts training ground!

Too embarrassing!

It's so arrogant!

All the martial arts disciples present were irritated by Inujiro's arrogant attitude.

Ling Feng's country had fought a war with the Sun Country half a century ago, and the people of the Sun Country used this plaque to humiliate the Dragon Country, which was flooded with opium at the time. After nearly ten years of arduous battles, they finally won the victory.

Slowly, as time went by, the hatred between the two countries began to dissipate. Even so, most people still knew about this humiliating scene from history books.

Uncle Li stood up suddenly, crushed the stone slab under his feet with one foot, and said in a grim tone: "You are playing with fire!"

Inujiro was startled by Uncle Li's sudden outburst, and his tone softened: "It's fine if you don't agree to this condition, just give up the ownership of this piece of land. Don't you think it's a serious waste to build a martial arts school with such a large area surrounded by high-rise buildings?"

"roll!"

Uncle Li's tongue was as eloquent as thunder, and his loud shout scared Inujiro so much that he shrank his head.

"roll!"

"roll!"

The martial arts school disciples shouted loudly at the same time. They actually wanted to keep these people here, but in the capital, if they hurt people at will, they would definitely be noticed by law enforcement agencies. Moreover, they were just a group of ordinary people and had no power to fight against violent agencies.

Looking at this group of martial arts disciples with red eyes and the angry old man with matted hair and beard in the front, Inujiro took several steps back guiltily.

Ling Feng stood behind Uncle Li with a frown on his face, but he was not angry like the others.

On the surface, it seemed that the other party was plotting to take over this piece of land, but was that really the case? Ling Feng could feel that there was a trace of life force in the coffin. If an ordinary person had such a life force, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a thread of life.

At this moment, his shoulder was grasped by a heavy hand, and behind him was a short and stocky ronin warrior.

Inujiro immediately became like someone on drugs, full of confidence: "Hey, Mr. Li, don't get excited. I have another suggestion. That is to hang this plaque on the signboard of my martial arts school, provided that you can defeat the fighter behind me."

His words stunned everyone. Could it be that Inujiro took the wrong medicine?

You have to know that in the past few days, the warriors of the three countries have joined forces, but they were defeated every time. Today, they were even more unlucky and ran into people from the Yuanyang Sect. Seventy or eighty people had their hands and feet broken.

"Father, this man is the president of a large martial arts school in the west of the city." Li Hu knew that his father never paid attention to matters in this regard, so he whispered.

Uncle Li frowned and said, "What exactly is your plan? Why don't you speak frankly?"

"Mr. Li, you are overthinking it. This is just a martial arts competition. If you don't agree to this request, I will hold you accountable for the previous incidents of injuring people. I don't think you would like to see your disciples go to jail for such a small matter."

Inujiro said proudly that he was on good terms with some officials and had the status of an "international friend", so he could exert diplomatic and political pressure.

Ling Feng couldn't stand it any longer. People shouldn't be so shameless as to say, "I have no interest in having that dog Erlang hanging on the sign of your martial arts school. If you eat such a big plaque, we will lose the competition. Let alone 80 million US dollars, I can even offer the land of our martial arts school with both hands."

Ling Feng stopped talking while picking his nose. A black lump of booger appeared on his finger. He flicked his finger and it fell accurately into Inujiro's open mouth.

Just as Inujiro was about to say something, he felt something in his mouth. Seeing Ling Feng's actions, he understood: "Ugh..."

The short and stocky ronin warrior's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he looked at Ling Feng with caution, obviously having seen Ling Feng's move.

He had never suffered such a loss before. He even vomited out all the sashimi he had eaten in the morning.

"Baka... Ugh..."

"Fuck, there's one more thing. If you lose, you have to lick the floor clean. Close the door!"

Ling Feng frowned as he looked at the vomit on the ground. Could this guy be a germaphobe? He completely ignored the power of the booger. There was a smart martial arts disciple next to him who immediately closed the door when he heard it was closed.

The phrase "beating the dog behind closed doors" is very familiar to the Dragon people. And the person who came was called Inujiro, which was quite appropriate.

The short and stocky man mumbled a lot of bird language. Inujiro's face changed drastically when he heard it. Just when he wanted to say something, the man glared at him. Inujiro immediately became timid and said angrily, "Who are you? Director Li, can his words represent your martial arts school?"

"Okay, his words represent the final opinion of our martial arts school!" Uncle Li narrowed his eyes, picked up the teacup and took a sip, while whispering something to the disciples around him.

"Okay! We have agreed to all your requests. Do we want to start the competition now? Or wait for your masters to come?" Inujiro asked simply, looking at Ling Feng.

With the information he collected, he knew every detail of Tenglong Martial Arts School, even the cleaning lady. He really had no idea where Ling Feng came from.

Ling Feng shook his head: "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. Let's start now!"

"Brother, father wants you to go over and sit down to watch the fight." Li Hu came to Ling Feng respectfully and spoke to him in a low voice.

Ling Feng looked back and saw Uncle Li looking at him with a smile and pointing to an empty seat next to him.

Ling Feng was not polite and walked over to sit down: "Uncle Li, these ronin warriors are not simple. That ronin is probably at the peak of the dark energy level. No one in the martial arts hall can match him except you. The other ronin Ade are also at the bright energy level."

Although Ling Feng disdained the strength of these warriors, they were opponents that could not be underestimated by other disciples in the martial arts hall, so Ling Feng had to give them a reminder.

"Well, the chicken and the dog are vulnerable."

There was a hint of arrogance on Uncle Li's face, and he did have reason to be arrogant.