"Owner?!"

"My God, it's the owner!!"

"It's Qing, he's Qing, the number one in the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association, and the existence that created Wu Qingliu!"

"He is the master of all of us, he is the chief manager!!"

A noise started to sound, and the entire martial arts hall suddenly became noisy.

"The owner of the museum actually came here. I didn't expect that even the owner of the museum was alarmed!"

"The legendary master's martial arts have reached an incredible level, and even the living immortal Wu Tian teacher is no match for him!"

"But as long as the owner comes, that kid will definitely not be a big problem!"

Everyone's discussions came to Yang Qing's ears clearly, making him smile.

Although he has basically not come to the martial arts hall in recent years and everything is handled by Ye Qi, it is undoubtedly true that he created Wu Qingliu. Because of this, he has almost been deified. In the eyes of these disciples, he is almost an invincible existence.

"Where is Ling Yi?"

Yang Qing asked to everyone.

"He came in the morning and has left."

A young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, looked at Yang Qing with admiration and awe in his eyes.

"However, he said he would come back in the afternoon."

"Oh?" Yang Qing raised his eyebrows, "It's interesting, this kid is quite brave."

"He said Wu Qingliu could not find someone who could be his opponent. He would come to force us every day, and then." The young man hesitated.

"And what?" Yang Qing asked.

"Then, then force you to take action and compete with you!" said the young man with his eyes closed.

"This kid is so brave, he actually wants to compete with me." Yang Qing was so amused and crying. Without saying anything else, as he is, he would not attack a little guy who was only fourteen years old.

"Is it really impossible to find someone who beat him in the martial arts hall?" Yang Qing asked.

"I can't find it!" the middle-aged man next to him said with a bitter face, "That kid is really talented. He improved Wu Qingliu and almost turned into another martial arts. No one in the entire martial arts hall is his opponent."

"Where is Seyah?"

Yang Qing didn't answer the question and asked directly.

"Seiya?!" The middle-aged man was stunned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Seya is the oldest man in the martial arts hall, the one who never talks normally." Someone next to him whispered to remind him.

"He, he never participates in any competition." The middle-aged man looked at Yang Qing's face with some caution. Could this big man named Saiya be very strong?

But, I have never seen him reveal his kung fu in a straight look?

"Call him here." Yang Qing waved his hand.

This kind of thing is enough to let Seyah take action, although it is still a bit useless.

After a while, Saiya's tall figure as big as a small tower appeared in front of Yang Qing. As soon as she saw Yang Qing, Saiya's originally cold face immediately opened her mouth, and there was a hint of flattery on her face.

"Great Elder, you are actually here. Hehe, are you out of seclusion?"

"Have you become stronger? Are there any new skills to teach me?"

A series of words were spit out from Saiya's mouth, which made Yang Qing laugh and cry, and the people present were dumbfounded. Usually, this strong man had never been so talkative. In nearly a month, they had seen Saiya speak at a handful of times.

"If you defeat a kid later, I will teach you something new." Yang Qing couldn't stand Seyah's appearance and said directly.

"A boy?" Seyah's eyes immediately lit up, "Is it just a defeat? Do you want to kill him?"

As he said that, Seyah placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword behind him, and became murderous.

"Just beat him."

Yang Qing shook his head and thought about it, and he reminded Saiya again.

"He is very weak, be careful not to hurt him."

"Very weak?" Seyya asked in confusion, but Yang Qing did not explain.

Next, the big man stood in the martial arts hall and started to wait. The others looked at Saiya strangely, and they could not imagine that this strong man who usually didn't say a word had the strength to defeat Ling Yi.

Soon, three hours passed, and it was already five or six o'clock.

At this time, the gate of the martial arts hall suddenly creaked, and a young man, who was about 1.7 meters tall, walked in.

His eyebrows were full of heroism, his face was full of confidence, but the corners of his mouth were cold and there was no smile.

When he saw this young man, the masters in the martial arts hall all had their eyes condensed and their faces were nervous.

"Ling Yi, are you here again?" A middle-aged man stood up and shouted, "Ancestor Wu Qingliu is here, haven't you worshipped the ancestor?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and then showed a smile. Then he glanced at everyone present and turned his eyes to Yang Qing.

"I have to visit your face many times every day in the portrait."

"This is what my master ordered me to do."

"I'm doing it too!"

Yang Qing's eyes flashed and he began to observe the young man.

At first glance, the young man was wearing a lustful robe and was inconspicuous, but then he discovered that the boy seemed to be a sharp sword unsheathed, showing his sharpness and possessing powerful lethality. Anyone who is not careful will be injured by him.

"Sure enough, it's a bit different."

"But, in my heart!"

"But I have always disdained to you."

Ling Yi said the rebellious words, which made the martial artists present furious and shouted angrily.

Yang Qing raised his eyebrows, but looked at the kid with a smile.

“Tell me.”

"Your martial arts are too rigid, your moves are rigid and there is no change. Wind is wind, and thunder is thunder. It seems ridiculous to me!"

Ling Yi said loudly, and he stretched out his right hand and pointed at everyone in the field.

"There are also these martial arts. Although they have practiced your martial arts, they have made no progress over the years. So it is like this, and it is still like this now!"

"What a stupid group of people!"

"Martial arts are like humans. People are growing up, but they have no growth at all!"

"The martial arts they practice are yours, but not theirs!"

"But I'm different. I walked out and I walked out of the framework you set."

"The martial arts I practice is my own!"

"So I am strong and no one is my opponent!"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Yi calmed down his mood and said again.

"I came here today to find you!"

"Come and prove to you, prove to them, and prove to my master!"

"I'm right!"
Chapter completed!