Three days later, early in the morning, the three members of the Huang family arrived at Wang Chongyang's house early.

"Have you all had breakfast?" Wang Chongyang looked at the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Ouch, how can you still be in the mood for breakfast." Zhao Zhilan said worriedly.

"That's right, let's eat together with me."

Wang Chongyang put three bowls of porridge in front of them.

Then I filled myself another bowl.

He picked up the large porcelain bowl with both hands, carefully sucked it on the edge of the porridge, and carefully sucked it.

Zhao Zhilan and Huang Long glanced at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time.

"Chongyang, we're going to the province, aren't you worried at all?" Zhao Zhilan asked curiously.

Wang Chongyang shook his head.

The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, he really has nothing to worry about.

"By the way, I went to the province in the past two days and turned around every martial arts hall, but no master of a martial arts hall dared to go against the Yuanyang martial arts hall, so I could only find a master in other provinces." Huang Long said.

"I've seen that master, the kung fu in his hands is amazing, one punch can break a brick, and a jump is two or three meters." Zhao Zhilan laughed.

"My dad spent 200,000 yuan to invite that master." Huang Yaxuan's tone was a little reluctant.

Two hundred thousand!

It was their family's lifetime savings.

Wang Chongyang frowned, but didn't say anything.

In the final analysis, it is up to the Huang family to decide whether to invite someone or not, and he does not have any right to intervene.

Even if he said it, the Huang family would not necessarily listen.

"Let's destroy the fortune and eliminate the disaster." Huang Long glared at Huang Yaxuan fiercely, and said softly and flatly.

Eaten.

Wang Chongyang took his coat, called a taxi, and went to the province with the Huang family.

On the way, Huang Long made a phone call, seemingly contacting his master, but he only said a few words in a hurry and hung up.

"Dad, that master won't regret it, right?" Huang Yaxuan asked with some concern.

"No, the master is waiting for us at the hotel, and will come with us when we arrive." Huang Long smiled.

Two hours later, the taxi pulled into the province and stopped at the gate of a three-star hotel.

Huang Long asked Wang Chongyang and the others to wait in the car, and he entered the hotel alone.

Soon, Huang Long and a middle-aged man walked out together.

The middle-aged man was wearing a white practice uniform, and he looked almost forty years old, but his muscles were very strong, and he walked with a tigerish style.

"This is Master Qian." Zhao Zhilan hurriedly got out of the car and introduced Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang also got out of the car and nodded at Master Qian, but didn't say a word.

Huang Yaxuan looked this Master Qian up and down, but did not speak.

"Master Qian, I'm going to trouble you this time." Huang Long said with a smile.

"What about the pay?" Master Qian asked.

"Don't worry, I'll go to the bank immediately and transfer 200,000 yuan to your account."

"I'm going to wait until the money arrives."

"Yes, yes, I'll go now."

Huang Long nodded, and then said to Zhao Zhilan: "You go to the Yuanyang Martial Arts Hall first, and I will rush over after giving Master Qian the money." ”

Zhao Zhilan agreed, called a taxi, and after the four of them got into the car, they rushed to the Yuanyang Martial Arts Hall.

In the car, Huang Yaxuan couldn't help but ask, "Master Qian, are you the opponent of Yuanyang Martial Arts Pavilion Qitian?" ”

Master Qian's face became ugly, and he asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean by asking?" Do you think I'm no match for him? If you don't believe me, what are you asking me for? ”

Zhao Zhilan saw that the situation was not right, and quickly explained: "Master Qian, don't be angry, she doesn't mean that, children are not sensible and can't speak, don't take it to heart, since we invited you here, of course we believe you." ”

After speaking, she glared at Huang Yaxuan fiercely.

Huang Yaxuan stuck out his tongue and quickly lowered his head, pretending not to see it.

Master Qian snorted coldly, twisted his head, and looked out the window.

Wang Chongyang could see at a glance that this Master Qian only had the cultivation of the fourth layer of martial arts.

He didn't know what Qi Tian's cultivation was, so he didn't say much.

At this time, it was already 10:30 in the morning, and the Yuanyang Martial Arts Hall was already overcrowded.

Among these people, there are students from the martial arts hall, there are also members of the Meng family, and some people are journalists.

"Is that kid still coming? It can't be that you are afraid to come, right? ”

"It's half past ten, even if the Meng family's battle sticker doesn't explain the time of the fight, it will be early, it seems that I really don't dare to come."

"It's not surprising, after all, the other party offended the Meng family, if it were me, I wouldn't come, if I came, it would be no different from sending him to death."

Qi Tian stood in the ring, his eyes staring at the training of the students, but his ears were listening carefully to the words of the people below the ring, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a smile.

An icy smile.

He didn't know if the other party would come, but now his hands were starting to itch.

"Your punching bag is too small, get out of the way, I'll show you." Qi Tian waved his hand.

The student he had ordered immediately took two steps back, stood aside, and bowed respectfully to Qi Tian.

Qi Tian first moved his body, the bones above and below his body crackled, and then his legs straddled, concentrating.

"Look, you have to concentrate the strength of your whole body on your fists, gather them at one point, and then hit them hard." After saying that, Qi Tian punched violently and slammed it on the sandbag.

I saw that his fist actually hit the sandbag, almost penetrating the entire sandbag.

"Master, your strength is too great, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice your strength in my life." The student smiled bitterly, but the eyes that looked at Qi Tian became more and more respectful.

The people under the ring also looked at Qi Tian with a look of respect and adoration in their eyes.

Many reporters took pictures of Qi Tian.

I'm afraid that tomorrow's news will be another news of Monkey King punching sandbags.

Meng Pengtian and Meng Yuankui sat on the chairs under the ring, looking at the majestic Qi Tian in the ring lightly, and there was no wave in their eyes.

Meng Haomiao didn't care about Qi Tian, all his attention was on Wang Chongyang, seeing that Wang Chongyang hadn't come yet, he was suddenly a little anxious, so he asked, "Dad, that kid won't dare to come, right?" Will it run away? ”

Meng Pengfei shook his head lightly, and said lightly: "Don't worry, wait a minute, since he has the courage to move my Meng family, I believe he will definitely come." ”

Wang Chongyang and others are indeed here.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the Yuanyang Martial Arts Gym.