Chapter 330: A Little Show of Skill

Meng Qi was not angry, "putting" his arm around Duan Rui's shoulder, and smiled at Qi Zhengyan: "Let's go."

"Why not try a little more?" Qi Zhengyan replied casually.

Meng Qi chuckled: "Anyone who lives in the world, as long as he is not alone, will eventually have something to ask for. You don't have anything to ask for, so you are not afraid of trouble, but your relatives and friends will always have something to ask for and troubles to solve, so they must have someone they can't refuse. As long as you find the right person, things will be solved, so let's wait for Miss Feng."

Zhong Taiping has lived in Changchuan for generations, and he has many relatives and old friends. It is inevitable that he will trouble the local Liushenmen and Feng family and other prominent families. Even if he has a weird temperament and is proud of his medical skills, he will definitely not offend them all, otherwise he would have been unable to gain a foothold in the local area long ago. He is not the only famous doctor in Jiangdong!

Qi Zhengyan has been the head for a period of time, and he is more familiar with this kind of human relations. Hearing this, he didn't say much, and followed Meng Qi to leave the alley and go to find an inn.

Duan Rui had little experience in the martial arts world, and his only experience was as a bullied beggar. He was completely confused when he heard Meng Qi's words, and he only secretly hoped that Miss Feng could invite the "Nine No Divine Doctor", who "would not treat people who were in a bad mood, and would not treat people who were not pleasing to the eye".

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In the evening, Feng Yuanjing brought three people to the inn where Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan were staying.

"This is my father." Feng Yuanjing dismissed the servants and pointed directly at a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

This middle-aged man had clear eyebrows and a long beard with five strands. Only the corners of his eyes were slightly wrinkled, and his temples were slightly gray. He was elegant and smiled appropriately: "I am Feng Bin, a man of both civil and military talents, but unfortunately I am not good at civil arts or martial arts. Thank you for escorting my daughter back. May I ask what your surname is?"

"No need to be surnamed Su." Meng Qi had already inquired about Feng Yuanjing's background in the inn. Her father Feng Bin was the younger brother of the head of the family, a strong man who was half a step away from the outside world, and he still had a lot of say in the Feng family.

Just as Qi Zhengyan was about to speak, Feng Bin laughed and said, "Young Master Qi, you don't need to give your name. I was there at the battle in front of the Yanxia Tower at noon, and I witnessed Young Master Qi's peerless magic. He was surrounded by red clouds, and the clouds and mist were blowing. He was like a god or demon descending to the world. He is truly a hero of the younger generation. Huanhua Sword Sect is blessed."

He is a half-step outer scene. Although he has not yet achieved the heavenly and human communication, he has reached that level. He can barely see the depth of Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan, and knows that they are both seven orifices. But this alone cannot explain the strength of the other party. Just like Qi Zhengyan's "Huntian Baojian", before using it, at most he can sense that his true energy is special and has different properties, but the ice palm and the flame knife are similar, with only some freezing or burning damage. Only when he reaches the half-step outer scene can he mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

As for Meng Qi, under the natural cover of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, Feng Bin felt that his true energy was ordinary, like an ordinary master, but he did not despise or neglect him at all. His daughter had described him in great detail. The young strong man who could kill the tiger spirit with one punch was like a child in front of him. He could only dance and resist, and could not even block a single move.

"I dare not." Qi Zhengyan has always been a man of few words.

Who could the master surnamed Su be... Feng Bin thought to himself, and at the same time smiled at Meng Qi: "Mr. Su, please explain it to me at noon, otherwise we still don't understand the mystery of the young hero Qi's magic skill, nor do we know its origin."

At his age, his strength is not bad, and he is naturally experienced. After knowing that the two are companions, he immediately saw Meng Qi's purpose.

Meng Qi smiled casually: "Brother Qi has a strange encounter, but he can't turn it in. He is worried. Of course I have to help him get through it."

"It is a blessing to have a friend like Master Su. Master Su is also a disciple of Huanhua Sword Sect?" Feng Bin praised, thinking silently in his heart, but he was too exaggerated...

"No, I am used to calling him Brother Qi." Meng Qi answered vaguely, pointing to the people behind him and said: "Who are these two?"

In addition to the father and daughter of the Feng family, there are two others. One is wearing a silk scarf, in his thirties or forties, with a goatee, bright eyes, restrained breath, and a slightly arrogant expression. His strength is probably better than Feng Bin. The other is a teenager, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a circle of newly sprouted stubble on his lips. He looks about five or six points like the goatee. If they are not father and son, they must be very close relatives.

Feng Yuanjing smiled and pointed at the goatee and said, "This is Mr. Zhong Taiping, the 'Nine No Divine Doctor'."

While speaking, she stole a glance at Duan Rui lying on the bed behind her. Seeing that he looked normal, she felt relieved.

Hey, isn't he in a bad mood? Why did he come here in person...Meng Qi was surprised and didn't dare to neglect him. He bowed and said, "I am flattered that Dr. Zhong has come in person."

Qi Zhengyan also bowed.

Zhong Taiping raised his eyes slightly and said stiffly, "Zhong has something to ask for."

As expected of the "Nine No Divine Doctor", he doesn't even have a good attitude when asking for help...Meng Qi complained in his heart, "What is it?"

Zhong Taiping pointed at the boy next to him, "This is my son Zhong Wei..."

He smacked his lips and suddenly scolded, "Rebellious son, if you have any requests, just ask for them yourself. Do you want to make your father lose face?"

Meng Qi almost couldn't help laughing. Zhong Taiping seemed to be a man of temperament and didn't like to pretend. He was a friend worth making friends with.

The previous grudges caused by Zhong Taiping's arrogant attitude suddenly disappeared.

Zhong Wei hesitated, his face flushed, but he couldn't speak.

Feng Yuanjing suppressed his laughter and said, "Zhong is the only son of Doctor Zhong. As he grew older, he didn't care about the martial arts and medical skills passed down by his family. He wanted to join a big sect and go to a higher level. He often made Doctor Zhong angry and in a bad mood."

It turned out that it was because of this that they were in a bad mood... Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan suddenly realized.

"I have no talent for studying medicine..." Zhong Wei defended in a low voice, earning a glare from Zhong Taiping, but he still managed to finish, "Anyway, several senior brothers are more talented in medicine than me, no. If there is no one to follow me, the worst I can do is let my son come to learn in the future..."

Go ahead, you want to trick your son at such a young age... The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched.

Zhong Wei's words suddenly sped up: "Except for medical skills, the martial arts passed down from generation to generation in my family are not outstanding enough. How can a man, a real man, not pursue better martial arts while living in this world?"

"You traitor! Your father and I were also famous back then. How come the "Eight Explanations of the Green Bag" is so bad? If you don't tell me clearly today, you will suffer!" Zhong Taiping was furious, his goatee trembling.

Meng Qi couldn't help but smile to himself. How many people seeking medical advice had been angered by Jiu Bu's miraculous doctor, but now they all got it back thanks to his son. It's true that one thing is worth another.

Zhong Wei said stubbornly: "Of course it's not good! During the enlightenment period, "Eight Solutions to the Blue Capsule" was considered excellent. What happens after that? How many outdoor scenes has our family had in the past? Dad, you are extremely talented and became famous at a young age, but at nearly fifty years old, It’s still a half-shot on location, could it be fake?”

"Master Duan who saved the Feng family sister is about the same age as me and can already kill a tiger spirit with one punch. What about me? Can I kill an ordinary tiger?"

Zhong Taiping was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but had no words to refute. After a while, he sighed and said to himself: "But things passed down by our ancestors can't be lost..."

Seeing that the two of them were getting further and further apart, Feng Yuanjing hurriedly helped: "Qi Shaoxia, today you and Fang Shaoxia fought in the Yanxia Tower. Brother Zhong was also upstairs. I was astonished by your martial arts. I think there is nothing better than this in the world." , When a real man is alive, he behaves like a god, demon, immortal, or saint. Do you have any intention of accepting a disciple?"

The rules of the Huanhua Sword Sect are different from those of Shaolin. Disciples can freely accept disciples as long as they are qualified to travel down the mountain.

Qi Zhengyan frowned slightly and was about to refuse when he heard Meng Qi laugh and say, "You guys don't know. This magical skill that Senior Brother Qi encountered by chance is based on the inheritance of the true meaning contained in crystals and the cultivation with the help of special crystals. To get started, before he achieves great success, he cannot teach. Even if he can teach, there will be no corresponding crystal stones to assist him. "

Normally, except for the last two levels, "Huntian Baojian" can still be practiced directly, but Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan can only block the gap first, after all, they can't teach it even if they want to.

Zhong Wei's face showed disappointment, Zhong Taiping let out a breath and planned to leave directly.

"But there are countless martial arts in the world that can compete with this magical skill, and there are even more great sects." Meng Qi said with a smile, "As long as Little Brother Zhong strives for his own success, I can recommend it for you. I wonder if you like the Huanhua Sword Sect. Or the swordsmanship of Xijian Pavilion, or the unique skills of Zhenwu? If you like the magical skills of Qin Dao, or want to cultivate the inner strength of Haoran Qi, I have some friendship and can help."

Needless to say, Huanhua Sword Sect and Xijian Pavilion, it is easy for Jiang Zhiwei to recommend a disciple, and it will not be difficult for Qi Zhengyan once he becomes famous. Zhenwu Sect can also hope to find Yao Xiaogui, a guy who looks arrogant but is actually easier to talk to. As for Even if the Ruan clan of Langya and the Wang clan of Zhoujun couldn't learn the Zhen clan's martial arts without getting married, they did not lack outstanding skills in outdoor scenes.

When they heard Meng Qi casually talking about the world's most powerful martial arts master and aristocratic family, he seemed to have a close friendship with him, as if he had friends all over the world. Feng Yuanjing, Zhong Taiping and Zhong Wei all had expressions on their faces: "This guy is bragging." " expression.

Feng Bin suddenly felt something in his heart. He thought of the young knight who had gained great fame recently. He looked at the long sword he was carrying and said, "Could it be Mr. Su Mengsu in person?"

Meng Qi smiled secretly and handed over his hands in a chic manner: "That's right."

No wonder he can easily subdue Mr. Duan... This idea suddenly arises in Feng Yuanjing's mind. The top twenty masters on the list should be like this! And it is said that Mr. Su’s ranking will be improved in the next person list!

"Crazy Sword Su Meng?" Zhong Taiping was stunned.

Zhong Wei frowned and looked at Meng Qi. He couldn't believe that Meng Qi, who looked like a pretty boy, was the crazy swordsman who had recently become famous in Jiangdong: "You didn't lie to us, did you?"

Do you want to find a six-door arrester to witness...

"You can give it a try." Meng Qi said with a half-smile. Teaching a naughty child a lesson was one of the joys.

Even though he was actually only a year or two older than Zhong Wei, he had lived to his late twenties in his previous life.

Zhong Wei was a little nervous and a little excited. Children of his age are not afraid of anything. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master Su, please."

After saying that, he pounced forward with a steady pace, a solid foundation, and his palms were like holding the ball.

Meng Qi didn't raise his hands or move his feet, he just focused his attention and moved his eyes to Zhong Wei's left knee.

Zhong Wei felt that his gaze was like substance, piercing his weak point. Even though he knew that there was no real damage, he still couldn't help but change his tactics.

He saw through it!

He spun his steps and turned his palms into waves, slapping Meng Qi.

Meng Qi still just glanced at him, his eyes focused on the bottom of his left palm.

With eyes like swords, Zhong Wei secretly said something bad, he was seen through again!

So he changed his tactics again.

Feng Yuanjing, who was standing next to him, looked puzzled. Why was Mr. Su sitting upright in his chair, motionless and motionless, while Mr. Zhong kept jumping forward and backward as if he was possessed by an evil spirit?

The expressions of Zhong Taiping and Feng Bin have become solemn.

After forcibly changing his moves several times, Zhong Wei was sweating profusely on his forehead. Suddenly, he made an improper change and tripped his left foot over his right foot, falling directly to the floor.

He did not fall because his father caught him by his vest.

"Thank you, Master Su, for teaching me." Zhong Taiping said in a somewhat stiff tone.

Lost? Brother Zhong just lost like that? Feng Yuanjing looked at Meng Qi as if he saw a monster in human skin. He didn't even make a move, but Brother Zhong lost! This is unbelievable!

Zhong Wei was not angry but happy, looking at Meng Qi: "Master Su, are you willing to accept me as a disciple?"

This method is simply unpredictable!

"I have sworn not to pass on my martial arts to others." Meng Qi had an expression of "you know what I mean".

Shaolin's unique skills... Zhong Taiping pondered and said: "Master Su, let me think about it for a day or two to see if I want to join a big sect. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you..."

He was not good at such words, and his face turned red with anxiety. He quickly said: "Where is the patient? Let me take a look."

It's on the bed right in front of you. You are not blind... Meng Qi complained in his heart.