251: C251 Like a Person Drinking Water or Cold Water Knowing Their Own Limitations

C251 Like a Person Drinking Water or Cold Water Knowing Their Own Limitations

Lee Binn was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan when he heard Ye Fei was going to give up the competition. He spun around in the ward and said, "How could this be? It was not easy for the Swallow Sect to rise again. Why did they meet an old monster like Yang Huaiyuan in the third match? Sigh, if I had known about this earlier, I wouldn't have offended Yuan Chen."

"Anyway, I have already offended him. It's useless to regret it now. Don't worry, I won't give up the competition before I enter the top ten. "

Ye Fei coughed and said.

"Ye Fei, can you do it? If you can't, don't force it."

A flash of happiness appeared on Lee Binn's face, but he immediately put on a sorrowful expression and said with concern.

Ye Fei waved his hand and closed his eyes tiredly.

"Good, good. Ye Fei, make the best use of your time to rest. I will help you arrange the matters regarding the competition. You just need to take good care of your injuries. "

Lee Binn knew that Ye Fei was not someone who would go back on his word. It was as if he had taken a calming pill and left in high spirits.

Ye Fei was lying on the hospital bed alone. His heart was filled with bitterness.

It was like drinking water, cold and warm.

Ye Fei's internal organs were injured, to be honest, it was a very serious injury. He only had fifty percent of his strength. If he met a grandmaster like Yang Huaiyuan again, the result would definitely be a miserable defeat.

There were as many experts as the clouds in Hua Country. The higher they fought, the more experts there would be.

With Ye Fei's current physical condition, he didn't even have the confidence to agree to the next match, because Yuan Chen would definitely do something behind his back. He would control the result of the draw and send some experts to fight with him in the arena.

In such a disadvantageous situation, Lee Binn wanted Ye Fei to continue fighting for his own benefit. He wanted to use Ye Fei's life as a joke.

Lee Binn was originally an ordinary person, so it wasn't out of Ye Fei's expectation that he would have such thoughts.

...

Night fell.

At the bar street in the center of Huhai City.

Wang Zhong held a bottle of wine in his hand and walked down the street drunk. He staggered and cursed like a homeless man.

This was the first time Wang Zhong suffered a crushing defeat since he started practicing martial arts.

He had been defeated by a martial artist who was younger than him in front of everyone. Wang Zhong, who claimed to be a genius, could not accept this at all.

After returning, Qin Mingyue did not scold Wang Zhong, but only sighed.

It was this sigh that made Wang Zhong even more unable to accept it. At this moment, he could only use alcohol to make himself worry, use alcohol to numb himself, and forget today's crushing defeat.

Unfortunately, Wang Zhong could not forget it.

"Ye Fei, Ye Fei, Ye Fei..."

The name kept repeating itself in Wang Zhong's mouth. Both of his eyes were red, and his monstrous hatred had almost driven him crazy.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Zhong.

"Get lost!"

Wang Zhong was furious in his heart. He didn't even raise his head as he rammed towards the figure.

With Wang Zhong's physical fitness, even if the opponent was a young man, he would still be knocked down.

The figure slightly turned sideways, and his foot hooked onto Wang Zhong's ankle.

Putong!

Wang Zhong was thrown forward, and he fell onto the ground like a dog eating mud. He was in a very sorry state.

"You f * cking want to die!"

Wang Zhong used both of his hands to support himself as he got up. The wine bottle in his hand hit the face of the man and greeted him.

Bang!

The man stretched out his hand and his five fingers turned into claws. With a shrill eagle cry, he crushed the wine bottle in Wang Zhong's hand.

Eagle Claw Hand!

Wang Zhong was quick-witted and recognized the opponent's martial arts technique. He immediately thought of how Ye Fei had defeated him with the Eagle Claw Hand in the arena today. In an instant, he woke up from his drunken stupor.

Only now did Wang Zhong see clearly that the person standing opposite him was a young man about 1.7 meters tall. He was not tall, and his appearance was inconspicuous. However, his eyes were as bright as stars. He was clearly a martial artist. The young man wore camouflage clothing, and his body exuded the iron-blooded aura of a soldier.

"You... what do you want to do!?"

Wang Zhong roared with his tongue out.

"That's Wang Zhong, Qin Mingyue's proud disciple?! Hmph, I don't think so."

The young man's eyes were filled with disdain. He glanced sideways at Wang Zhong, but didn't answer his question.

"You can insult me, but you can't insult my master!"

Wang Zhong was infuriated. He clenched his right fist and threw it at the young man's chest.

"How dare a drunkard be so arrogant!"

The young man sneered. He casually stretched out his hand and firmly grabbed Wang Zhong's fist.

"Ouch!"

Wang Zhong heard the sound of bones shattering from his fist. He immediately let out a miserable cry. Due to the pain, Wang Zhong's handsome face twisted, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Crippling Wang Zhong's right hand, the young man grabbed Wang Zhong's collar. "Look at your useless look. You are actually a well-known young martial artist in Hua Country and ranked in the top 100 of the martial arts ranking? What a joke."

"You... What exactly do you want!?"

Only now did Wang Zhong know that this young man's martial arts wasn't any weaker than the genius called Ye Fei whom he had met in the arena today. His strength was even greater than ___'s. The bone in his right hand was broken, and he felt an intense pain. It almost caused him to faint.

"Do you want to become stronger?"

The youth suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Become stronger? You crippled my hand and asked me if I want to become stronger? Are you joking? "

Wang Zhong was sweating profusely. He was getting more and more confused about what this young man was trying to do.

"I'm only asking you, do you want to become stronger?"

The young man looked into Wang Zhong's eyes and said.

"Yes..."

Wang Zhong's eyes were filled with hatred. Although his face didn't show it, he thought in his heart, If I become stronger, I will kill you first and then Ye Fei second.0

"That's the look! I like the look in your eyes now."

The young man put Wang Zhong down. "One hour. Go to the bank nearby and withdraw all your money. I will give you a chance to become stronger!"

"I don't believe it."

Wang Zhong shook his head. It was not that easy to become stronger. If he could become stronger easily, what was the point of practicing martial arts?

"It's not up to you!"

The young man said coldly, "You have no choice."

...

The next morning, Qin Mingyue realized that Wang Zhong had not returned for the whole night. He knew his disciple's temper. He had always had a smooth sailing journey and had never suffered any hardships. Yesterday, he had deliberately been very cold to Wang Zhong and had some disappointment in him. He had done this to make Wang Zhong suffer.

Only when one was in pain could one grow.

However, Qin Mingyue never thought that Wang Zhong would indulge himself for an entire night and not appear until now. This made him somewhat uneasy.

Qin Mingyue was afraid that Wang Zhong would become depressed and mess around because of his failure. He would casually find some dirty women to break Yuan Yang. Although cultivating did not require the body of a child, cultivating the body of a child... It was always better to cultivate the body of a child.

"Which one of you saw Junior Brother?"

Qin Mingyue walked to the dojo hall in his pajamas and said to the disciples who were practicing next to him.

"Master, we didn't see him."

The disciples all shook their heads.

"Call Wang Zhong."

Qin Mingyue was thinking that when Wang Zhong returned, he would definitely give him a good scolding.

One of his disciples immediately called Wang Zhong's phone. After a while, he frowned and said, "Master, junior brother turned off his phone."

"He turned off his phone?"

Qin Mingyue was stunned. He waved his hand and did not say anything. This day, he had been anxious. He called Wang Zhong's phone over a hundred times, but all of them were turned off.

It was only in the evening that Qin Mingyue realized something had happened!

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