The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

People were so surprised that they were speechless.

Is this a martial arts contest?

I'm afraid he's not a fool, is he?

After playing with such a person for a long time, I looked like a fool myself.

Feng Tianming sighed, stood up slowly, and decided to admit defeat gracefully, so as to save his face and credibility.

And Lian Qirong over there had already started laughing.

"Hehe, haha, hoho..." He smiled from ear to ear and pointed at Li Muchen, "Is this the master invited by Mr. Feng? Is this the master who the Yuan family has offered a reward of [-] million? If I had known, there would be no need for Master Li to take action. , just find a kid from the kindergarten. Erye, do you think so? Hahahaha..."

Shen Mingchun felt extremely relieved when he saw Li Muchen making a fool of himself.

"Haha, he is indeed a broom star. Not only did he harm the Lin family, but now he is harming Second Master Feng. Whoever gets close to him will be unlucky!" He chuckled.

Jiao Shiniang frowned, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of disappointment.

She looked at the old man next to her, who shook his head slightly.

She sighed softly, turned away, and stopped looking at Li Muchen.

Almost everyone felt that Li Muchen had been defeated.

One move, completed.

But what harm did this move cause to Li Zhendong? It’s not even scratching!

The only one who doubted this was Zhou Lijun.

Zhou Lijun had seen Li Muchen perform magic with his own eyes.

The scene of holding the light in his hand is still etched in his mind.

Only the shock of Taoist Priest Qingxuan's talisman summoning the thunder just now could barely surpass it.

He believed that Li Muchen would be miserable today, but it would not be because of this iron cloth shirt, but because of Taoist Priest Qingxuan.

But he couldn't understand what Li Muchen's light palm meant?

Feng Tianming cupped his hands towards Shen Bingyuan and said, "Master Shen, you made everyone laugh today."

Shen Bingyuan said: "Second Master Feng, Mr. Li probably wants to make a joke with everyone. Otherwise, what happened just now will be treated as a joke. Second Master will sell the shares to us according to the previously agreed negotiation conditions." President Lian."

Lian Qirong jumped up immediately: "How can this be done? Master Shen has always said what he says. As long as it is settled, I have never heard of anyone going back on it. Why, Master Shen, is this rule going to be broken?"

Shen Bingyuan's face looked a little ugly. Originally, he wanted to be a middleman and adjust things so that no one would have to break up with each other.

But even what Qirong said was right.

The rules cannot be broken. Once the rules are broken, this three-province gathering will not be possible in the future, and the credibility of the Shen family will be damaged.

He looked at Feng Tianming.

Feng Tianming said: "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, I won't embarrass you. I, Feng Tianming, have nothing but credibility. Since it is a good thing, I will naturally admit it. Just as Mr. Li said just now Conditions, we will sign the contract in a moment.”

"That's pretty much it!" Lian Qirong snorted coldly.

Shen Bingyuan nodded and was about to announce the result.

Of course, before making an announcement, you must first ask the two parties involved in the contest.

Although everyone's eyes were sharp and they could see clearly, according to the agreement of one move, Li Muchen must have lost.

But Shen Bingyuan still asked: "Master Li, every move is your own, and the outcome is your own. If you have no objection, we will implement it as agreed."

Li Muchen said: "If you have any objections, you should ask the loser, not me."

"what?"

Shen Bingyuan looked at Li Muchen in confusion.

Not only him, everyone was full of doubts.

The one who loses?

Could it be that Li Zhendong lost?

But not possible.

They stood there nicely.

Unless everyone is blind.

Shen Bingyuan was slightly sullen and asked: "Master Li, who do you think lost?"

"Of course it's him." Li Muchen pointed at Li Zhendong.

Lian Qirong laughed and said: "Boy, are you really stupid, or are you teasing us as fools? I don't even look at where this place is and who are the people here. Believe it or not, you can't get out of this building today. ? Leader Li, he said you lost, if you don’t teach him a lesson, I won’t be able to stand it anymore!”

Li Zhendong looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, I lost? How could I lose! Hahaha..."

Suddenly, Li Zhendong's laughter stopped, and with a pop, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell on his back.

This time, everyone was stunned.

Lian Qirong was even more shocked.

Two figures flew up from the round table and arrived at Li Zhendong almost at the same time.

It was the Confucian scholar brought by Xu Tong and the old man surnamed Liao brought by Jiao Shiniang.

The two squatted down and each held the pulse gate of one of Li Zhendong's hands.

Then he looked at Li Zhendong's chest at the same time.

Li Zhendong's eyes turned up at this time, with the whites of his eyes exposed like a dead fish, blood overflowed from his mouth, and his breathing was weak.

The Confucian scholar tapped several acupuncture points on Li Zhendong's body.

Uncle Liao stretched out his hand and took out a golden needle from the Tanzhong point on Li Zhendong's chest. It was the same needle that Li Muchen had taken out just now and said he wanted to use it as a weapon.

"The golden needle breaks the acupuncture point!"

The two of them were startled at the same time and looked at Li Muchen.

"Are you from the lineage of medical saints?"

Everyone present was surprised when they heard about the lineage of the Medical Saint.

Shen Mingchun immediately remembered the time when Li Muchen treated the old man of the Lin family. At that time, the old man Lin was already extremely ill. Even the expert team invited by Qiantang and Shenzhou said there was no hope of saving him. Li Muchen just gave him a shot and cured him. The last two experts even worshiped him as their teacher.

Shen Mingchun heard what Lin Qiufeng said, and Lin Qiufeng heard what Yan Huimin said. Shen Mingchun first thought it was a rumor, a lie made up by Yan Huimin to find a reasonable identity for her poor son-in-law.

Is this true?

Jiao Shiniang's eyes shone brightly, and she stared at Li Muchen closely, as if she had seen some treasure.

Feng Tianming was also stunned.

There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart, accompanied by a trace of guilt for not trusting Li Muchen.

The eyes of the masses were sharp. This time, people could see the outcome of victory and defeat more clearly than before, but the outcome had been reversed.

Shen Bingyuan calmed down the shock in his heart and announced: "Second Master Feng won this round."

"Impossible!" Lian Qirong shouted wildly, "This is impossible! Why should he win? Can just this needle break the iron cloth shirt? I don't believe it! He must have used some evil magic, or... It’s poisoned, yes, poisoned! It must be poisoned!”

Shen Bingyuan was also a little confused, so he looked at Li Muchen and said:

"Mr. Li, I just said that the rule is that poison is not allowed. I will take your needle for a test now. If it turns out to be poisonous..."

Li Muchen said calmly: "If you want to test it, please feel free to do it, but it doesn't have to be that troublesome. Just ask Master Li himself and you will know if it is poisonous."

"Oh?"

Shen Bingyuan looked at Li Zhendong.

At this time, Li Zhendong had faintly woken up. He was helped up and sat on the ground, gasping for air.

He said sadly to Lian Qirong: "Mr. Lian, I'm sorry, I lost. This Mr. Li didn't use poison."

He looked at Li Muchen again and cupped his fists, "Master Li, a golden needle broke my golden bell. Li admires me!"

Seeing his magnanimity, Li Muchen clasped his fists and said, "Master Li, you're too polite. In fact, it's just a trick. Your iron cloth shirt has been practiced to the extreme. There is a hurdle for foreigners to master Hua Jin. This hurdle has not been broken." , your middle Dantian and lower Dantian cannot be penetrated. You practice horizontally, all supported by a breath of Qi. It’s okay if you don’t use the Qigong. Once you use the Qigong, my needle will penetrate your Tanzhong point and use the method to release your Qi. Really angry. You didn't notice it at first, but as soon as you smiled, you lost your breath and suffered internal injuries."

Li Zhendong suddenly said: "That's it."

Li Muchen said: "I have a friend who practices Cinnabar Palm, and his situation is similar to yours. I recently taught him a set of guidance methods, and he is about to achieve a breakthrough. If you have the opportunity, you can communicate with each other."

"Cinnabar Palm?" Li Zhendong said in shock, "There are not many people in the world who can practice Cinnabar Palm to this level. Is your friend the Iron Hand of the Smiling Buddha King?"

Li Muchen smiled and said: "Exactly."