Chen Tianqing is at least as strong as a seventh-grade junior grandmaster. Even Ma Minghua's father, Ma Kaihe, cannot survive a second in front of Chen Tianqing, let alone Ma Minghua.
Although Ma Minghua knew very well that he was no match for Chen Tianqing, when these words came out of Chu Yang's mouth, he suddenly became unhappy.
"Why, are you a martial artist?" Ma Minghua glanced at Chu Yang, with disdain in his eyes.
Ma Minghua was originally hostile to Chu Yang because Chu Yang robbed the girl he liked. Now that he heard Chu Yang speak like this, he couldn't suppress the hatred in his heart.
"What kind of martial arts does he know? He's just a black doctor." Li Anni had just reconciled with Xu Yiren, but now she couldn't help but belittle Chu Yang.
Li Anni is a person who holds grudges. When they first met, she, a Ph.D. graduate from Harvard Medical School in a beautiful country, was overshadowed by Chu Yang, a superstitious black doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. She did not swallow this breath at all and always wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge. Coming.
Just when these people thought that Chu Yang did not dare to answer the question, Chu Yang said calmly: "I can be considered a martial artist."
Li Anni sneered: "Since you say you are a martial artist, how come you haven't heard of the reputation of Ma Family Bajiquan?"
Chu Yang glanced at Li Anni's arrogant face and said, "Although Ma's Bajiquan is not a show, it is a martial skill and has little to do with the martial arts realm."
Hearing this, Ma Minghua frowned. He did not expect that Chu Yang actually knew some common sense about martial arts.
However, he still didn't think that Chu Yang had any real abilities.
"It's just a bit of common sense, so what if you are a martial artist? Ordinary warriors are martial arts practitioners, and great masters are also martial arts practitioners, but the gap between the two is huge. I think you are not even an ordinary warrior, or are you? Go ahead and be your black doctor and find a way to get the qualification to practice medicine, otherwise you still have the nerve to be with the beautiful woman?!"
Ma Minghua was full of hostility and jealousy towards Chu Yang. He really couldn't understand that an ordinary person like Chu Yang, who was nothing, could capture Xu Yiren's heart, while he was so outstanding, but he could only be a pursuer of unrequited love. .
Chu Yang couldn't help but sneered: "Ma Minghua, do you know that even your father doesn't dare to speak to me like this? He has to call me Master Chu when we meet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Minghua stood up suddenly, with veins popping out on his forehead. He pointed at Chu Yang angrily and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth to pieces immediately. My father is a martial arts master. How can I call you a junior master? Who do you think you are? Keep your mouth clean for me!"
Chu Yang was not afraid of Ma Minghua's threat at all and said calmly: "I'm not talking nonsense. It's the truth. If you don't believe me, you can go home and ask your father if he knows me."
At this time, Xu Yiren also quickly said to Ma Minghua: "Chu Yang actually didn't lie. Your father did call him Master Chu."
When Xu Juqing hosted a banquet for Chu Yang, he also invited several friends from his circle of friends, including Ma Minghua's father Ma Kaihe, and Xu Yiren was also present that day.
Ma Kaihe was not convinced by Chu Yang at first, but in the end Chu Yang showed his talents and Ma Kaihe was completely convinced by Chu Yang.
Naturally, Ma Minghua would not believe that in his eyes, his father was a great master of martial arts. He had opened martial arts schools all over the provincial capitals, had many disciples, and was famous all over the world. How could such a respected senior recognize Chu Yang as a master.
"Yiren, why are you lying with him? Even if you like him, you won't tell such lies for him." Ma Minghua was very annoyed.
Suddenly, a group of black shadows was walking towards them.
Ma Minghua took a quick look and realized that it was Chen Tianqing who had led people around from the other side of the river.
I saw Chen Tianqing holding an iron skewer for barbecue in his hand.
On the iron stick, there is a piece of meat, something like a pig tongue, skewered.
Ma Minghua watched Chen Tianqing getting closer and closer, and the fear in his heart became stronger.
He subconsciously took a few steps back, but accidentally tripped over a stone by the river and fell to the ground on his back.
