After hearing what the Dunzhu Qian said, Chen Ming remembered what Xiao Yi said to him before leaving. In the entire Third Middle School, even if he was a disciple of the Five Humen, he would be afraid of anything else except those in the first year of the junior high school.

At first, Chen Ming just thought that there was something big on the inside or that he was overly cautious. Now, with the accident between Xiao Yu, he realized that the situation in No. 3 Middle School was much worse than he thought.

"I've said that you should be careful. No matter who is approaching you, even if you are a disciple of the same sect, you must be vigilant. Don't eat or drink strange things. You want to take you to play... at least tell us." Qian Li solemnly reminded that this disciple is different from other things, so there must be no accidents.

I really don’t know what Xiao Yi was thinking, so he actually investigated the situation in No. 3 Middle School.

After saying goodbye to the head of the money, Chen Ming walked out of the dormitory with thoughts. There were about twenty minutes left before the competition. It was still time to go over and prepare.

"How many participants?" When we arrived at the gymnasium, Chen Ming found Li Siyuan and the other four and stepped forward to ask.

"There are only thirty-six, which is a little less than expected." Li Siyuan replied, "There are 20 minutes left to start, but the draws have begun one after another. I'll draw one for you. The second round of the No. 4 game, and the duel list has been written one after another..."

"Well, I'm sorry!" Chen Ming nodded, then ran to the big blackboard. In the second game of the fourth round, his opponent was Su Rui, which surprised him a little.

Su Rui counts as if he is just a freshman in the first year of high school? If the other participants look closely, they will find that almost all of them are from the third graders. Among the first-year contestants, he and Su Rui are the only two.

So he searched for it, and finally walked over when he saw Su Rui.

"It's a coincidence that we met in the first round." Chen Ming greeted him.

"Well... What a coincidence, we are the first graders of senior high school, but we didn't expect to meet them directly." Su Rui was a little dodged, as if she didn't intend to have a deeper contact with Chen Ming.

"I remember that the martial arts interest club is composed of several sects, why are you the only one participating? And what about your senior brother?" Chen Ming asked curiously.

"I was afraid of angering the Wuhumen, so I didn't come..." Su Rui said carefully, "If such a thing happened to your sect, even the helm leader in Xi'an came. The other senior brothers who were originally planning to participate were worried that the Wuhumen would vent their anger on our small sects, so they decided to withdraw."

"The Five Tiger Sects are not unreasonable sects..." Chen Ming thought Su Rui's statement was ridiculous.

"Even if we don't, we must maintain a sufficient attitude." Su Rui directly retorted, "because if we lose the care of Wuhumen, we will not even be able to gain a foothold in Guanzhong. Our sect's funds are very tight. For tuition and training materials, two senior brothers and I have to fool ordinary students to participate in this martial arts interest club, and then fool them to buy protein powder, fitness equipment, and even medicine baths... Your sect will never understand how our small and medium-sized sects are struggling to survive in the cracks."

"I'm sorry, I really don't know." Chen Ming immediately lowered his head and apologized. The Wuhu Sect gave him a feeling of being very wealthy, and he thought that all sects should not be too bad. As a result, he found that in this era, all sects are indeed not doing well.

Su Rui's meaning is very clear. Because he participated in this competition, in order not to leave a bad impression on Wuhumen, the disciples of other Guanzhong sects withdrew from the competition and avoided it.

"Then you..." Chen Ming looked at Su Rui with a strange look.

"If you withdraw completely, you will probably be regarded as disrespectful, so I, a senior high school student, will play as a representative. I am just a disciple of a small sect, and I am no match for you, a disciple in a major sect... Of course, if you want me to withdraw, then..." Su Rui shrugged, "I will tell the referee immediately to abstain!"

"It's a rare last ring, why waste it?" Chen Ming shook his head, "Just fight!"

"I said I'd like to fight for the best of my life..." Su Rui looked at Chen Ming helplessly, "I didn't see it when I was fighting in the team before. You are still imprinted in my mind with your outstanding performance of one-to-five. Even if I end up, it's just a consequence of being abused. Could it be that you plan to abuse me as much as possible?"

"You know... I didn't mean that..." Chen Ming quickly explained.

"But the result is only like this. Okay, it's up to us!" Su Rui said and walked straight to the ring.

The Lingxi Sect and Lingxi Yizhi have no relationship with each other, and even less with Lu Xiaofeng. This sect is said to have existed for more than 800 years, and the history of the sect is even longer than that of the Wuhu Sect. It is just because of the unchanging and flexibility that the finances quickly became in a hurry, and they all fell from the top sect in Guanzhong to the middle of the second-rate sect.

In the end, I had to rely on the Five Hu Sect to maintain the expenses of the sect. The size of the disciples seemed to be more than 300. Compared with the situation where the Five Hu Sect often had thousands of disciples, it did not end up a great deal.

It’s just an eight hundred years of history and rich background, and I must be somewhat dissatisfied. The Wuhumen is now in Guanzhong, and in a sense, it is also stronger than the Lingxi Sect’s territory. It’s just that on the legal level, the Lingxi Sect dares to be angry but dares not speak.

"The month I started, I could soak the medicine bath for one month, and then the medicine bath was cut off." Su Rui put on his posture and looked at Chen Ming, "Because the sect really had no choice, it would provide the disciples with a year's cost. Anyway, the effect would decrease in one month, so I simply did not continue to use it."

"Then it's nothing wrong..." Chen Ming also felt deeply. If Peng Ye hadn't continued to improve the formula, the effect would have dropped by more than half in about a month. If he continued to soak, it would be a waste to some extent.

But it is not deny that even so, the effect of the medicinal bath can still last for a year. After a year, the medicinal bath is completely ineffective after getting and paying.

"The head of the sect has said several times in private that if I could soak in a medicinal bath for one year, I might become the successor of the Lingxi Sect..." Su Rui said, and directly launched a rush to attack. He used the tricks of Lingxi Wangyue, the core martial arts of Lingxi Sect - Lingxi Fist.

"Well, the head also said that I was a monster that was rare in a century... Although I don't like this review very much." Chen Ming quickly avoided and then began to fight back.

But unexpectedly, Su Rui suddenly changed his move, turned his fist into a palm, using the Lingxi School's introductory martial arts - the Opening Monument Palm. He also had almost no defense, and seemed to plan to try his best to hit Chen Ming once.

"But this move was too deliberate." Chen Ming shook his head and immediately fought back.
Chapter completed!