12dz Chapter 122 The Association's Crisis Ends
Chapter 122 The Association's Crisis Ends
Chapter 122 The Association's Crisis Ends
"This kid... he has such good skills, yet he's putting them at the back. What was with that laughable swordsmanship he displayed earlier?"
Ye Qing suddenly asked.
The grandmasters could see it all clearly on the association's surveillance video.
This kid was clearly in a position to be beaten up, but in the blink of an eye, there was an unexpected turn of events.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief for nothing.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao's situation was also nearly resolved.
Staring at the imposing black sword he wielded, Chen Feng felt a pang of envy. However, the methods of using heavy weapons and lightweight weapons like folding knives were completely different.
It was a little disappointing, because he didn't offer to help, but instead went to Wu Fen's side.
"Thanks for earlier, buddy." Chen Feng familiarly pulled the hand that was resting on his crossed legs, and then, after checking his wrist, he heard the voices of everyone around him.
"Junior Brother Chen knows traditional Chinese medicine?"
Chen Feng frowned slightly.
"Brother, your pulse is quite something." Chen Feng's expression was strange. He withdrew his hand and stared at Wu Fen with a peculiar look.
This burly man had a full beard; there was absolutely no mistake about him. His gaze then shifted slightly downwards.
Wu Fen asked in confusion, "Junior brother is staring at me...what does that mean?"
Three inches below the abdomen—that's a remarkable spot! Could it be that Junior Brother Chen has some unusual fetish?
He stared at Chen Feng in disbelief, but the latter's thoughts were not as unrestrained as his.
"A positive pregnancy test." Chen Feng objectively rubbed his hands together.
Wu Fen almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
"I've got the goods!" he blurted out, arguing, almost throwing the word "quack" in Chen Feng's face.
Chen Feng understood his thoughts and smiled knowingly.
He shook his head and said meaningfully, "Then Senior Brother Wu must have offended a doctor."
Hearing this, Wu Fen finally forced himself to calm down.
He frowned, as if he had thought of something.
"Creating a fake pulse is not a simple matter. People can understand your physical condition by looking at your pulse, so many powerful people try to hide their pulse as much as possible, but they often suppress it with their cultivation."
After a pause, Chen Feng looked at him with interest again, "However, there is one exception. I heard that in the ancient martial arts world, there is a ghost doctor who can create fake pulse readings for people."
Wu Fen opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute him.
Actually, these were all stories that the old man in the mountains told Chen Feng as bedtime tales.
Based on the actual situation, Chen Feng guessed: "It's just...it seems that this level is still a little lacking."
Wu Fen frowned: "I just came back from a mission, but I didn't expect it to be in the ancient martial arts world. However, I didn't come into contact with the person you mentioned."
"It's alright, that's not the point. Apart from the effects of your pregnancy, your injury isn't a big problem. The poison has been neutralized, and the rest can be handled by the association's hospital."
After Chen Feng finished off him, Lin Hao was sheathing his sword when he saw a jumble of people lying on the ground. He sneered.
"Those that came to us, we've finally got them all."
Having said that, he was full of energy, and his eyes fell on Chen Feng, as if he wanted to use that momentum to continue the exhilarating battle that had been interrupted last time.
"Zizzizi..."
The broadcast signal has been restored.
"Congratulations to all the specialists for working together to complete this task. The association has successfully resolved the crisis."
It was still Lu Tianzhang's voice.
Afterwards, some arrangements were explained, but Chen Feng had nothing to do with it anymore. Back in his dormitory, he practiced his old-fashioned folding knife skills all night.
The folding knife technique, from sword to folding knife, seems quite simple at first glance, but after practicing for half a month, he realized... he was still only scratching the surface.
The first move is to take the sword, the second is to grab the hand, the third is to slash... It seems that you're not qualified until you've swung the sword 100,000 times. Then look at the improvement speed, actual combat practice, and so on...
Chen Feng threw down the knife, thinking... there's plenty of time!
Then he opened the door and came out of the room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that Wu Fen was already in front of his door.
"Hey, senior brother, your injury is healed?" Chen Feng asked in surprise. Wu Fen, a man of few words, said, "President Lu asked me to bring you a message: a mission to enter the ancient martial arts world. Will you accept it?"
Entering the world of ancient martial arts? These words immediately made Chen Feng's eyes light up.
Lu Tianzhang knew he was looking for clues, and this opportunity was clearly aimed at him.
"Yes." Chen Feng nodded.
Little did she know, on the other end, Yan Luo had just received a message from someone.
After spending half a month with the Martial Arts Association, he had already learned everything about the association from the elders, and immediately left the association by plane.
Just before she was about to board the plane, she received a phone call.
Yan Beifeng's voice on the other end of the phone sounded somewhat unreal.
"Luo'er, the Yan family will be in your hands from now on."
These words came out of nowhere. Yan Luo's expression turned serious, and Xin Zhongyuan was also somewhat flustered.
"Dad, what did you say?"
"Luo'er, Daddy has some things to take care of, and it will take some time." Yan Beifeng's voice unconsciously took on a slightly heavy tone.
Yan Luo's heart pounded with anxiety, and she had a bad feeling about it. She asked, "Dad, where are you?"
"Don't worry, I'll have the housekeeper teach you some things. While I'm away, you should study hard. When I come back, I want to see just how capable my Luo'er really is."
At this point, Yan Beifeng stopped caring what Yan Luo was saying and hung up the phone.
All I heard from the phone was a busy signal.
Yan Luo was completely disoriented. She suddenly realized that something might be gone forever...
She rushed to the plane, hoping that there was only a one in ten thousand chance that she could see Yan Beifeng again on her way back, and that she could stop him!
"The ancient martial arts world and the present world are like two parallel worlds, complementing and interfering with each other, and they are also in different eras."
"If there is any difference between the present world and the ancient martial arts world, it lies in the dominant force."
"The dominant force in the modern world is ordinary people, while the dominant force in the ancient martial arts world, at present, is martial artists."
The above three paragraphs of explanation come from Wu Fen's leader, also known as Master Ye Qing.
Within the Martial Arts Association, Grandmasters are essentially part of a system, not a sect. The relationship between a Grandmaster and a Specialist is that of a superior and a direct subordinate... a relationship of elder brother and younger brother.
Chen Feng didn't expect to meet Ye Qing, but after a few brief exchanges, he understood.
This was the boss coming to thank him after seeing that he had rescued his capable underling.
Despite his refined name, Ye Qing is quite similar to Wu Fen in that he uses martial arts spiritual power as a means of weaponry. Based on this alone, Chen Feng felt it was necessary to cultivate a good relationship with him.