Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 171

At this moment, Meng Xingyu, who was standing in the middle of the training ground, suddenly spoke up. He took a step forward and looked at Chu Feng with his eyes wide open. It seemed like he had just made a crucial decision.

“The match between Mr. Chu and I had not ended yet. Even though he is a grandmaster and I am not his match, I, Meng Xingyu, still want to challenge him. I want to see how much of a gap there is, between a grandmaster and myself. If not, my mind would not be in peace for the rest of my life.”

As soon as he finished talking, there was a rustle among the crowd. Most of the people had a strange look on their faces and unknowingly, they were starting to back away from him so that they would not get involved with him.

Meanwhile, a small portion of people had a look of admiration for him, thinking that this was the true spirit of martial arts.

“Xingyu, you're stepping out of line!” Murong Cang was so shocked that his heart nearly popped out from his chest. He reprimanded Xingyu furiously, “How dare you challenge the authority of a grandmaster? Apologize immediately!”

Even an intimidating intermediate grandmaster like Master Wu, a monster who could block bullets with his bare body, had his body penetrated with a single punch from Chu Feng; how long could a kid like Meng Xingyu possibly last in the ring?

Yun Muyu’s eyes glistened and out of goodwill, she advised, “Forget about it, you can’t defeat my brother-in-law.”

That advice from Yun Muyu finally ticked Meng Xingyu off. How could he just give up right in front of his crush?

Meng Xingyu got into his fighting pose and put on an imposing demeanor. He then shouted out, “Mr. Chu, lets fight!”

At this moment, Chu Feng stopped in his tracks and threw a glance at Meng Xingyu. This one glance from Chu Feng had let Meng Xingyu know he was not facing an easy opponent, making Meng Xingyu’s hair stand on end. He then clenched his teeth so that he would not be overwhelmed by Chu Feng’s imposing aura and pass out.

“You're not worthy to fight me yet. You’re still far from worthy,” said Chu Feng casually. He had not even started fighting but those words were like a slap to Meng Xingyu’s face; it was even more insufferable than death.

“You can challenge me again when you’ve reached such a stage next time.”

Chu Feng’s gaze turned to the entrance of the martial art studio; there was a Chinese guardian lion [1] that was made out of marble. It was roughly the height of half a man and it weighed a thousand pounds.

In an instant, he slapped a hand on the lion’s head, then he just flung his sleeves and left the scene calmly.

“Let’s go.”

Murong Cang and Yun Muyu quickly followed him closely from behind.

The crowd just fixed their gazes at the Chinese guardian lion that was in front of them. However, one minute passed, another minute passed, and soon, five minutes had gone by. That lion was still there, motionless and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

What was going on? Was this so-called grandmaster just making an empty show of strength? Was he just putting on a front?

All the disciples started discussing animatedly.

Qiao Hong rolled his eyes and walked to the front. He circled around the lion and even took his magnifying glass out to have a closer look at it.

“Pfft, a grandmaster? Mr. Chu? Xingyu was right, this bastard was just putting up a false show of strength. As far as I'm concerned, Professor Murong must have been unmindful and has also been tricked by that bastard! Look, did anything happen to this Chinese guardian lion? He was just pretending to be some expert.” Qiang Hong curled his lips and did not take Chu Feng seriously. He patted the lion and even took his phone out to take a selfie. He then said sarcastically, “Why don’t we erect a stele for him and carve the words ‘Grandmaster Chu Feng was here and had given it a pat’ on it ? Hahaha—”

He cracked up and bent over with laughter, but why were these people giving him a strange stare that looked like they were shocked?

Crack! At this moment, Qiao Hong could clearly hear a cracking sound entering his ear. It was like the sound of an ice block cracking. It can't be...

The look on Qiao Hong’s face changed immediately as he mechanically turned his head to look at the lion. He shouted out in shock instantly, “What the, help—”

The guardian lion split open in an instant and crumbled into pieces that were as big as a palm. The pieces collapsed to the ground after that and fell on top of Qiao Hong, followed by a clear sound of bones cracking. Qiao Hong was pinned down by the pieces of stone and he might not be able to get himself out of bed for the next three to five years. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

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[1] Chinese guardian lions are a traditional Chinese architectural ornament. Typically made of stone, they are also known as stone lions or shishi. They are known in colloquial English as lion dogs or foo dogs.