God-level wealthy son-in-law

Either people don't believe that anyone who is called a master is a leader in one's field, and it is almost impossible to defeat, let alone a young man.

Just imagine, would a master who had studied martial arts for half his life lose to a brat who practiced martial arts?
This is simply a fantasy!

Ye Tian was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and glanced at Zhou Yi. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he probably wouldn't believe it.

But the fact is that it is still slightly better in terms of trauma!
The people present were even more arguing, and their emotions fluctuated violently. Many people admired and admired Master Zhong, and even had been taught that they respected him as No. 1 trauma. If he lost, it would be no less than a collapse of faith!
"Master Zhong, please say something quickly, this should be a joke, how could you lose in trauma?"

"That's right, I don't believe in killing you. You are my faith. I will worship you before I cure my illness. I will never let you down during the holidays. You are my spiritual pillar. Which brat can win you?" you?"

All the famous doctors present spoke angrily.

Looking at the noisy field and his apprentice He Bufeng, Master Zhongyi was neither humble nor overbearing, and said in a deep voice: "The fact is so, it is undeniable, I lost!"

"what?"

Everyone screamed and sat on the ground, as if a heavy hammer had hit their hearts.

Master Feng and Master Sun were also stunned, their expressions changed, even for the sake of face, they shouldn't have said that.

"However, although I lost, the old man is very pleased. The Yangtze River pushes the waves forward, and each wave is stronger than the next wave. This proves that I have successors in the field of Chinese medicine. The old man is naturally happy and deeply gratified." Master Zhong stroked his beard and praised. road.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw Zhou Yi, and hurriedly stood up to greet him, "Young friend Yang Bin, you are finally here!"

Everyone's eyes were stunned. The dignified Master Zhong, who is well-known in the world of Chinese medicine and famous all over the world, would stand up to welcome a junior?Where does this boy get such treatment?

Yang Bin?Is that the junior who won against Zhong Lao!
In an instant, hundreds of pairs of unhappy, targeted, even hostile eyes looked over, full of dissatisfaction.

Zhou Yi gave a wry smile, feeling a little hairy from being stared at. Little did he know that Yang Bin in the corner had already fainted from crying in the toilet. Old ancestor, can you stop stealing my number?

Now he doesn't dare to call himself Yang Bin when he goes out, for fear of being confessed, he is both happy and has a headache.

"You're the junior who was lucky enough to win over Mr. Zhong? Kid, what kind of conspiracy did you use to win over Mr. Zhong, and you didn't really do it!" Master Sun snorted coldly.

Even Master Feng said in a muffled voice: "I have spent half my life in medicine, and I have seen countless medical wizards, but it is unprecedented for you to be as good at bragging as you are!"

"That's right, we don't believe it, it must be fake..."

Hundreds of people questioned and provoked angrily, and some even rose up, wanting to discuss medical skills with Zhou Yi.

Get this liar out of his original form!

No matter how Ye Tian, ​​Liu Xianghe, Li Huichun and others explained, everyone would not believe it. Unless seeing is believing, even if Hua Tuo was reborn, they would not believe it.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi frowned. He didn't expect to attract so many people's indignation, and immediately said: "I just came to experience the exchange at the Chinese Medicine Conference. Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me, as long as I believe it will be fine."

"Arrogance, I think you are afraid. In front of all the famous doctors, you are afraid that we will expose your tricks."

"That's right, Mr. Zhong is getting old, so it's inevitable that he will be a little confused, but if you want to deceive us, go ahead and dream. Even if you give you another ten or 20 years, you still can't beat Mr. Zhong. You really think of yourself as a peerless genius doctor ..."

Hundreds of people sneered.

Only this explanation can convince them.

Master Sun also sneered: "Hmph, I really didn't expect that your national family has fallen so far. You don't even want your reputation and shame. You use tricks to gain fame."

"Such despicable behavior is simply a disgrace to my medical profession. In vain, Master Yan is honored as the No. 1 Chinese medicine doctor, and even the chairman of the association. There is a scum in the division!"

Everyone also echoed in anger and indignation.

"This..." Zhong Lao was dumbfounded, he didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so extreme, and even he had some doubts about the truth.

Did Zhou Yi really use some kind of trick?
And Master Feng got up directly, proudly, flicked his clothes with disdain, and said: "At first I wanted to see what this magical junior is capable of, but now it seems that he is just a deceitful person, so let's not look at it."

"This year's Chinese Medicine Conference, I don't play anymore. How can such an arrogant and ignorant Chinese medicine scum stay in the same room with us? How dare you stand shoulder to shoulder with us? Hmph..."

In disdain, Master Feng wanted to leave, as if there was nothing that could attract him in this TCM conference.

As soon as he moved, more than half of the people also stood up, and even Master Sun and others shook their heads and left mockingly.

Ye Tian panicked. You know, the master handed over the responsibility of hosting the TCM conference to him. If this messes up, will the TCM conference still have prestige in the future?

I'm afraid no one wants to communicate.

"Seniors, wait, this... this is a misunderstanding..."

But no matter how he persuaded, no one believed him, and many people even threatened that the family of the national team was unfortunate.

At this moment of anxiety, Zhou Yi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Does your internal injury... still hurt?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Everyone was taken aback. Who was he talking to?Are you having a convulsion?
"Boy, don't pretend to be crazy here. Everyone is a famous doctor. It's ridiculous to see through your tricks at a glance. If you are sick, go back and have a checkup. Don't be late." Everyone laughed and sneered.

Master Sun even shook his head and sighed: "I really don't understand, how could Master Yan accept such an idiot as you, whose fame has been ruined by his disciples and grandchildren..."

Just as he was mocking, Zhou Yi suddenly raised his head, and said flatly to Master Feng who stopped in his footsteps, "Master Feng, is your internal injury still hurting? It should be about to explode, right?"

As soon as the words came out, the audience froze.

"He, what did he just say? Master Feng, he has internal injuries? He actually said that Master Feng, the No. ?”

"Even if you want to show off your skills, you can still say such stupid things? Should you say you have no brains or no IQ? Why don't you ask the master if he knows martial arts, and if the mute can speak, haha, what a fucking talent... "

Hundreds of people laughed and rolled forward and backward.

Master Sun laughed even more angrily. He realized that he was so old-fashioned that he was actually comparing himself with a clown. He threw up his sleeves and said angrily, "Jiao Liang clown, stupid!"

Not to mention everyone, even Ye Tian, ​​Li Huichun, Liu Xianghe and others were dumbfounded this time. Is Zhou Yi crazy?How dare he say that Master Feng has internal injuries?Are you courting death?
Elder Zhong, Why Bufeng was also dumbfounded, they suddenly became suspicious, did they really lose?
But just when the crowd laughed back angrily, Zhou Yi smiled slightly, and at this moment, Master Feng's expression changed, and he turned around with a stiff neck, and said in disbelief: "You, what do you think? from?"