133: C133 Disrespect to the Master

C133 Disrespect to the Master

"Aiya, it's that powerful!?" "Then my diabetes …"

"It's nothing!" If even cancer can be cured, then what is diabetes! "

Hearing this, Shen Lang couldn't help laughing out loud, which made the few elders beside him frown.

"Lad, what are you laughing about?" An old lady wearing a blue silk scarf on her head asked Shen Lang in a displeased manner.

Shen Lang scratched his head: "Auntie, if you can cure cancer with just a pat, then what do you need those doctors for?"

The old lady with the blue scarf said with a straight face, "Isn't it all because of the doctor?!"

"That's right, that's right." An old man with a pair of black glasses chimed in, "Not only is it useless, all sorts of things like earning dark money! Last time, I was a little stuffy and had to get me to do some film, do a bunch of tests, and finally say that nothing had happened! Do you think it's a scam? "

Shen Lang shook his head: "You can't say that, sir. The doctors gave you the necessary tests, but you can't judge your situation until the test results are out. "Isn't it a good thing to find out that you have no problems?"

"What's good, it's a waste of my money!" The old man with glasses looked angry.

The other old madams also started to punish the doctors and hospitals. In their eyes, doctors were not only useless, but they also tried their best to cheat them out of their money. Seeing that they were old enough to be easily deceived, they were even more merciless.

Shen Lang was speechless at these comments. Although some of the hospitals and doctors were scum in the industry, the majority of them were really here to save the dying and help the wounded.

Wu Tie originally wanted to patiently explain to the seniors, but at this time, the host loudly announced the start of the event and Master Ding was about to appear, which attracted everyone's attention.

At the start of the match, ten young men and women in black training clothes entered the stage as if they were flying, and performed a dazzling martial arts performance for everyone.

The host introduced them as the latest batch of Ding Zongfei's disciples. First, let them show everyone their skills, and then Master Ding would personally perform.

After the performance, the ten disciples stood in two rows, cupped their hands towards the back and shouted, "Please master!"

Their voices were loud and sonorous, causing the audience to begin applauding. Especially those old geezers, their eyes shone brightly as if they were Chasing Star Tribe's idols when they saw them.

Along with the warm applause, Ding Zongfei slowly walked into the arena with his hands behind his back. He had a neatly combed back hair, his body was straight and his eyes were filled with pride.

Shen Lang crossed his arms and leaned against the back of the chair. He looked the master over from head to toe. The master's face was covered in oil and his belly was full. He should be living a very comfortable life. Shen Lang did not feel any source energy aura from him.

Normally speaking, if the difference in strength was too great, the weak side would not be able to directly investigate what the strong side's actual strength level was.

If Master Ding was really at the ninth level of Super Rank, then Shen Lang wouldn't be able to sense the intensity of his strength. If the strong side was deliberately concealing it, then the weak side wouldn't be able to detect even the slightest bit of Origin Energy aura.

Therefore, Shen Lang was unable to detect Ding Zongfei's source energy aura, and it was indeed because of this reason.

Ding Zongfei walked to the center of the arena and stood there silently with his hands behind his back. He scanned his surroundings with an unparalleled gaze before slowly opening his arms and waving to the disciples on the left and right.

The disciples all had a serious face as they prepared their moves as if they were facing a great enemy. Then, each of them roared and rushed towards Ding Zongfei.

However, these disciples that seemed to be young and strong, after reaching Ding Zongfei, they were all knocked to the ground by Ding Zongfei with just a few of his strikes. Some of them even rolled two to three meters away after falling on the ground.

"Alright!" The seniors beside Shen Lang cheered excitedly, and many of them even started to applaud.

Shen Lang turned his head and asked them in shock: "You guys …" You really can't tell that it's an act? "

"Lad, what do you know?" Mr. Glasses told him mysteriously: "This is Master Ding's inner force skill. On the surface, it's just a few moves, but the inner force has already drilled into the opponent. That's why his disciples are rolling on the ground!"

After saying this, the other old ladies all showed a look of admiration, which made the man feel even more proud.

"Everyone!" Ding Zongfei cupped his hands and looked around.

The audience fell silent and concentrated on him.

Ding Zongfei's voice was loud and clear, "My new disciples, your cultivation is too low. It's not convenient for me to use too many inner techniques. Next, let my disciples, who have been following me for more than ten years, go onstage!"0

"Alright!" Applause rang out from the audience stands once again.

Shen Lang casually muttered, "Why does it feel like he's performing on the street?"

"Lad, you are being disrespectful to Master Ding! "Don't be so rude at such a young age!" An old lady scolded Shen Lang with a gloomy face.

"Alright, alright, alright. I understand."

Not long after, a few disciples around the age of thirty, who looked tall and sturdy, walked into the arena. Under Ding Zongfei's instructions, they surrounded him and several disciples pressed their palms onto his chest and shoulders.

"Ready!" Ding Zongfei asked.

A few disciples replied, "It's done!"

Ding Zongfei acted like he was lucky and then roared as his body shook. The disciples seemed to have suffered some kind of invisible attack and jumped a few steps back before falling to the ground.

This clumsy performance made quite a few of the university students who came in just to see something special cover their mouths and laugh. A few of them couldn't bear to watch any longer, so they got up and left.

However, most of the people present were older residents, including some of his loyal fans. They had no doubts about Ding Zongfei's performance.

Shen Lang couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly felt that someone was staring at him from not too far away.

He turned his head and looked in the direction he felt the gaze was coming from. It just so happened that his gaze made contact with the other party's gaze.

"Xu Ruize?" Shen Lang was very surprised.

Not far away, Xu Ruize was sitting at a seat at the back with a young woman in his arms. However, this woman was not the same person with the red face that Shen Lang saw last time.

Xu Ruize sneered contemptuously at Shen Lang. His gaze was as arrogant as it could be.

In Shen Lang's eyes, Xu Ruize's family background was not inferior to Qin Family, and he was also the president of the student union. Such a person shouldn't believe Ding Zongfei, but he didn't expect him to be sitting here.

Shen Lang did not think much of it. At that moment, Ding Zongfei said loudly, "In order for everyone to feel my power more clearly, I would like to invite the audience here to give it a try. But you can rest assured that I will control my strength and prevent anyone from getting injured."

Ding Zongfei looked towards the audience seats and met Xu Ruize's gaze. Xu Ruize pointed at Shen Lang who was about to leave and Ding Zongfei immediately understood. There's a gentleman here who took the initiative to stand up, let's give him a round of applause! "

The moment he said that, the audience burst into applause. Everyone looked at Shen Lang.

Ding Zongfei smiled and gestured at him: "Sir, please!"

Shen Lang's face was filled with confusion. However, two young disciples of Ding Zongfei had already walked over and similarly politely made a gesture of invitation. Shen Lang pondered for a moment and then followed their orders to enter the field.

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