Chapter 107: Do You Want to Wheel War?
With Ye Qing's debut.
Outside the Yemen Martial Arts Hall, it gradually quieted down.
All that was left was the sound of vehicles passing by on the street next to them.
Seeing Ye Qing, the corners of Zhao Hu's mouth showed a touch of sarcasm, "Ye Qing, do you really dare to come out? β
Ye Qing said lightly: "I don't know if I'm a shrunken turtle, but I do know that you five pavilion masters work in a building that looks like a turtle every day." If you think of the Xuanwu Mansion as a shell, then aren't you just the head that you shrank into?"
Hearing Ye Qing's words, a female reporter who had to be an onlooker around shouted: "Well said!"
There was also laughter all around.
Because the appearance of the Xuanwu Mansion is a turtle, it is an indisputable fact.
Therefore, in the face of Ye Qing's words, even Zhao Hu and the others had no way to refute it.
The five pavilion masters could only snort heavily.
Liu Ben sneered: "Ye Qing, what else can you do besides the power of your tongue?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Thunder Martial Arts Hall pointed at Ye Qing, revealing a look of ambition, "The surname Ye, let you taste your Grandpa Lei's power!"
After that, the muscles of the Lei Pavilion Master's right arm suddenly tensed, making his entire arm thicker, and with a cruel laugh, he punched Ye Qing.
"Wait. When the Lei Pavilion Master's fist was still a centimeter away from Ye Qing's face, Ye Qing suddenly said.
And the Lei Pavilion Master's fist also stopped at this moment, but the wind brought by his fist still violently stirred Ye Qing's hair and clothes.
Lei Ting sneered, "What's the matter, are you scared?" Okay, if you're afraid, kneel down and kowtow to your Grandpa Lei, right?"
Ye Qing said lightly: "Afraid, I'm sorry, you don't have the qualifications to make me afraid." β
"What did you say?" Thunder was furious, and was about to strike again.
Zhao Hu sneered: "Thunder, why are you in such a hurry? Anyway, after today, this Ye Qing will have to pick up his tail and be a man in the future, why don't you listen to what he wants to say?"
"Hmph, I'll let you babble for a while. Thunder snorted coldly and took a few steps back, "If you have something to say, let it go!"
Ye Qing buttoned his ear droppings, "What's the matter?" there seem to be flies buzzing. β
", who do you say are flies?" Thunder furious.
Ye Qing ignored Lei Ting, but looked at Zhao Hu and said lightly: "President Zhao, you are here to kick the hall, right?"
"Naturally. β
"Let's talk about the rules of the competition. Ye Qing said.
Thunder said angrily: ", why are you like a, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, what rules do you want?
Zhao Hu also agreed: "Yes, Pavilion Master Ye, we are all rough people, why bother with those messy rules? Or are you afraid?"
Ye Qing shook his head gently, "Your logic is quite strange, can anything be related to whether I am afraid or not?"
"And what the hell do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. Ye Qing glanced at the people from the five major martial arts halls and sneered: "I can accept your provocation, but we have to say the rules in advance? What if you have a wheel war? You have to have one or two hundred people, right? If you want to fight with me, I will be a camel, and I will be tired to death-even if you are shameless, you may not be able to do this." β
Liu Ben sneered and said, "Pavilion Master Ye, you are too self-righteous, aren't you? What are you doing? To deal with garbage like you, do you still need us to fight in wheels?"
"That is, just a person like you, you don't need our hall master to take action, any disciple can beat you down. Zhang Qingtian sneered.
Zhao Hu raised his hand, "Everyone, don't say that." Ye Qing is also a hall owner, right? How can you let our disciples beat people down?"
"Yes, yes, this Ye Qing is also the hall master, he can't fight with our disciples, otherwise he will be defeated, and his face will be dull, don't you say?" Yang Lie mocked.
"That's right!"
The surrounding disciples suddenly burst into a commotion.
Zhao Hu raised his hand slightly, and the scene suddenly quieted down, he looked at Ye Qing and said lightly: "Ye Qing, for the sake of you being a junior, the rules of today's martial arts competition will be handed over to you, how about it?"
Hearing this Zhao Hu's words.
There were some whispers around.
"As far as I know, like this kicking the gym, it's usually the kicker who sets the rules. And now, Chairman Zhao actually asked Ye Qing to set up?"
"Yes, wouldn't it be very boring if Ye Qing set a very simple rule?"
"This is a matter of temperament, who is Zhao Hu? That is the president of the Martial Arts Association, and he is not afraid of Ye Qing's deception at all. β
"He really deserves to be the president of the Martial Arts Association, and his bearing is extraordinary. β
When Zhao Hu heard these whispers, he couldn't help but show a smile on his old face, and the depression that had just been rectified by the group of reporters disappeared a little.
Zhao Hu coughed dryly, looked at Ye Qing and said, "Pavilion Master Ye, say the rules, right?"
"Yes, then I'll decide. Ye Qing didn't say anything polite to Zhao Hu, and said lightly: "We are all busy people, so I'll make a simple rule for this." β
Heard what Ye Qing said.
Whether it was the disciples of the five major martial arts halls or those onlookers, there were bursts of laughter.
This Ye Qing really wants to take the opportunity given by President Zhao to come up with a simple rule.
But alas......
This Ye Qing is too naΓ―ve!
If a rule is so simple that even a person like him can easily win, then the five major pavilion masters, is it possible to lose?
That's just at this time.
Ye Qing spoke, "The rules are very simple, let me have a fight with this Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion master, as long as he can take my punch, my Yemen will close the door immediately from now on, how about it?"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.
Many people are a little stunned.
What did this Ye Qing say just now?
He wants to punch the owner of the Thunder Martial Arts Gym to ...... Defeat?
"Puff...... a disciple of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion burst out laughing, "Ye Qing, you are younger than me." President Zhao, they called you the hall master, do you really think you are the hall master?"
"That's right, don't pee and take pictures, see what kind of virtue you are. β
"If you want to defeat our Thunder Pavilion Master with one punch? β
"Hey, why are there so many people who don't have self-knowledge these days?"
It's not just the disciples of the major martial arts halls who feel that Ye Qing is not self-aware, but the onlookers around him also think the same way.
"This owner of the Yemen Martial Arts Pavilion is too crazy, right?"
"Yes, the Thunder Pavilion Master is the third master in Cloud City, how could he be defeated so easily?"
"However, if this Ye Qing dares to set up such rules, maybe he really has some ability. β
According to me, he just has no ability, but he wants to underestimate the heroes of the world. β