The two fists collided together without any fancy, but in an instant, the powerful aura exploded and the two retreated one after another.

Cheng Qiao's face finally changed. The person in front of him could actually tie him?

How is this possible? He is just the strength of the Mu Realm. What happened to the sudden surge of aura just now?

Cheng Qiao looked at Xu Qingyang in front of him in shock and suspicion.

Everyone around was also shocked.

It's simply outrageous.

Yan Feifei widened her eyes and looked at Zhong Yao next to her. Her expression was the same as herself. Xu Qingyang was able to deal with Cheng Qiao? How could this be possible?

Absolutely impossible!

Cheng Qiao's strength is the strongest among the crowd. If he hadn't been older than him, he would have been the first to be the young generation of seed selection contest contest.

But now, he has never beaten Xu Qingyang?

This is impossible!

No one believed it in his heart, but the facts are here.

Whether it was close-fitting attacks or spiritual attacks, Cheng Qiao was defeated.

Although the defeat was strange, it was precisely this that shocked everyone.

Xu Qingyang really has the ability to fight against Cheng Qiao.

For a moment, the entire hall was silent.

Xu Qingyang withdrew his fist and stared at Cheng Qiao in the distance with a blank expression, "This is the capital for you to laugh at me and point fingers at me? It seems that it is not qualified yet?"

Cheng Qiao's face was gloomy, and Xu Qingyang's words also annoyed him a little, and he was ready to take action again.

But Jiang Yuyan next to her stood up, "Cheng Qiao, what else do you want to do? Isn't it enough to be embarrassed?"

Cheng Qiao stared at him coldly, and he felt a little angry.

The boy in front of him had too many secret moves. If he accidentally took his secret move next, it would be embarrassing.

Just as he was hesitating, there was a sound of conversation coming from afar.

The door inside the hall opened and several figures entered the venue in a row.

Among them, Zhong Liu, Yan Zhong and his group were the leaders.

Several people were talking, surrounded by the matchmaker in the middle, and it seemed that the relationship was very good.

It was only when they saw the delicate atmosphere in the hall that they realized, "What's going on? What happened?"

"Master!" Zhong Yao ran over quickly and hugged Zhong Liu's arm, "It's nothing, senior brother is having fun with them."

"Yes, they are competing." Yan Feifei nodded as well.

The matchmaker looked up, her eyes filled with inquisitive expressions.

Jiang Yuyan shook her head slightly, with a faint worry on her face.

However, there is not much to say at this moment.

"Yes, we are really fighting." Xu Qingyang nodded with a smile, "But I want to say, Cheng Qiao, right? Your strength is not enough, and you still need to practice well, otherwise, your cultivation level will not be up to the table in the future."

Xu Qingyang said with an old god.

Since you said you were a discussion, then let me talk. I would like to say a few words to you, isn’t it a problem?

Hearing Xu Qingyang's words, Cheng Qiao's face turned red instantly.

Zhong Liu next to him also raised his head, and a strange luster surged in his eyes, "What? When can a wooden realm be able to give guidance to a water realm?"

"Matchmaker, is this your apprentice?" Zhong Liu turned his head and looked at the matchmaker.

The matchmaker frowned and did not understand what was going on.

Xu Qingyang smiled again and said, "I guess you made a mistake. I am not qualified to be the matchmaker's apprentice. My wife is. However, you, the eldest disciple, have never even beat me, which is really unreasonable."

"By the way, you said you are the third deacon? I think you are a very humid person. Otherwise, if you change with the matchmaker, I think this is enough." Xu Qingyang said.

Hearing this, Zhong Liu's face suddenly became ugly.

Everyone's expressions were also a little shocked.

What shocked them was not the suggestion of Zhong Liu and Matchmaker's position exchange, but Xu Qingyang said that Cheng Qiao could not beat him.

How is this possible?

Zhong Liu looked up at Cheng Qiao, with some questions in his eyes.

Cheng Qiao lowered his head in shame.

It’s not that he can’t beat it, but he just competes in melee battles. He is suffering on the surface, and the spiritual power competition is another draw.

His strength did not crush Xu Qingyang, and he had already lost. He suffered a little loss now, so he naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing Cheng Qiao's reaction, Zhong Liu's face turned ugly.

I saw the ghost, what was going on?

His eldest disciple can't beat Xu Qingyang? It's embarrassing to say it.

Now no one in the hall refuted, which obviously agreed with Xu Qingyang's words.

For a moment, Zhong Liu could no longer speak and glared at Cheng Qiao fiercely.

Unexpectedly, this great disciple actually lost such a big person to himself.

"Okay, Qingyang, you are really, how can you bully your senior brother?" The matchmaker spoke, frowned and criticized Xu Qingyang.

Xu Qingyang responded with a smile.

"Cheng Qiao, are you okay? Qingyang didn't hurt you, right?" the matchmaker asked with concern.

But at this moment, the taste seemed to have completely changed.

Everyone's expressions looked very strange.

I always feel something is wrong?

However, Cheng Qiao also shook her head.

The scene seemed to have quieted down, and everyone followed the matchmaker and soon sat on the table.

There were many people coming, the older ones were at the table, and the young ones were guarding the table next to them.

Perhaps because he saw Xu Qingyang getting angry, Cheng Qiao sat in the corner from afar and didn't want to answer.

So the people who followed Xu Qingyang at the table were all unrestrained. In addition, Xu Qingyang took strong actions before, so those people were shocked.

Therefore, when Xu Qingyang was picking up food, everyone did not dare to move.

After having a full meal like this, the dinner on the main table was almost the same.

Five of the seven deacons came today. Although both the boxing champion and the broad sword targeted the matchmaker, there were also Wuzhen and Tieshou protecting her, so nothing happened.

In addition, today the boxing champion was so embarrassed that he had no choice.

When we are full of food and drink, the time is almost over, and the juniors leave one after another.

Xu Qingyang and Mu Wanqing also left the manor with Jiang Yuyan.

Only the matchmaker stayed there, and the few of them seemed to have something to discuss.

"It seems that the master has returned to the Seven Deacons." Jiang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief and drove towards the hotel.

"Now the process of spiritual energy recovery is accelerating, and there are international competitions, which is under great pressure. Even if they fight in the internal struggle, they must unite all the forces that can be united." Jiang Yuyan said.

Xu Qingyang nodded slightly and said nothing.

After resting in the hotel for a night, the next day, Xu Qingyang and Mu Wanqing went to the matchmaker's house again.

Mu Wanqing followed the matchmaker to practice, while Xu Qingyang had to sadly look for the so-called martial arts secrets in the yard.

But nothing was found.

Finally, he had to look in the yard.

Could it be that there is no secret book at all? The matchmaker just wants to help her weed her?

Just as Xu Qingyang was about to weed, footsteps came from outside the yard.

"Hey, what are you doing?" With a spoiled voice, Yan Feifei's figure appeared at the door.
Chapter completed!