"Humph, now that you know you are climbing high, you should cherish Pearl even more."

"Do you know how many warriors there are in the world who are eager to become the son-in-law of my Ouyang family?"

"It's your blessing that Pearl likes you. Don't be ungrateful, kid."

Ouyang Yin knocked on the coffee table and scolded him with a straight face.

"That's right, it's me who doesn't know what's going on."

"I don't think I'm lucky enough to enjoy it. You'd better leave this son-in-law of the Ouyang family to someone else."

Xiao Feng gave a perfunctory smile and pushed him back.

"Asshole, what did you say?"

"uncle!"

Ouyang Yin was about to get angry, but Ouyang Baizhu quickly stopped him.

"Xiao Feng is my friend, please don't embarrass him."

"Besides, this marriage is not a child's play. You didn't ask me if I was willing?"

She finally found a step for herself without being too embarrassed.

"Haha...forget it!"

"Let's not mess with this young man's matter."

"Whether Zhu'er and Xiao Feng can come together depends on their fate."

At the critical moment, Ouyang Zhengxing brought the situation under control with just one sentence.

Ouyang Yin was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the old man meant.

"Thank you, Senior Ouyang, for your understanding!"

Xiao Feng also hurriedly borrowed the donkey from Poxia.

Ouyang Zhengxing chatted a few words about home affairs, just asking about Xiao Feng's situation, who lived where, how old he was when he started practicing martial arts, etc.

But as they chatted, Xiao Feng felt something was wrong. This old man was digging a hole for him around the corner.

"Well, well said!"

"Martial arts training depends first on talent and secondly on actual combat. Talking on paper is useless."

"Xiao Feng, it's rare that I have time today."

"My old man wants to have a discussion with you. How about we stop being amicable?"

Sure enough, the hole has been dug.

"Senior Ouyang, you are a great master."

"How dare I compete with you? Isn't this just trying to do the same thing?"

Xiao Feng smiled and declined.

"Haha...don't be so modest."

"A master who can defeat a heavenly warrior is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Wouldn't it be wonderful for us, one old and one young, to exchange martial arts?"

Ouyang Zhengxing said it easily, but his tone did not allow for refutation.

"Dad, you are an old man."

"Let me compete with Xiao Feng. I also want to see how many levels of his yin and yang magic skills he has reached."

Ouyang Yin took the words.

When Xiao Feng saw this situation, he was trying to catch a duck. If he didn't agree today, I'm afraid he wouldn't be allowed to leave easily.

"Okay, then I'll do as the chief instructor says."

"But please be merciful and don't let me lose too embarrassingly."

Xiao Feng stood up, bowed his hands and said humbly.

"Haha... don't worry, I won't be cruel."

"please!"

The two were about to walk out when suddenly Nan Zheng ran out from behind.

"Wait a moment!"

"Master, Master, leave the discussion to me. Let me come and meet this kid."

Nan Zheng held his breath in his heart, I have been practicing hard for such a long time, and I have to let you taste my power today.

"Nan Zheng, what are you talking about? Get out of the way."

Ouyang Yin winked.

"I'm not messing around!"

"I must fight him today. Xiao, do you dare to spar with me?"

Nan Zheng stared and said excitedly.

"As long as your master agrees, I have no objection."

Xiao Feng responded.

"Okay, you are a man."

"Master, please be a witness."

"If I defeat him today, please betroth your senior sister to me."

Nan Zheng cupped his fists and said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"You brat, what's wrong with you? Ouch..."

Ouyang Baizhu almost vomited blood, this bastard actually regarded himself as a bet?

"Haha... You kid, no wonder you have been practicing hard during this period. It turns out that you are a drunkard and don't care about drinking."

"Okay, Master will give you this opportunity. If you can beat Xiao Feng in a sparring match, I will let Zhu'er marry you."

Ouyang Zhengxing kept his word.

"Grandpa, what did you say?"

Ouyang Baizhu was anxious.

"Zhu'er, grandpa will not harm you."

Ouyang Zhengxing nodded slightly, letting her relax.

"Thank you Master, thank you Master."

"Sister, I will never let you down."

Nan Zheng looked at her lovingly, with deep love in his eyes.

"Oh! I really can't stand you."

Ouyang Baizhu shuddered and felt a chill all over his body.

Several people came to the back garden, and Xiao Feng and Nan Zheng stood face to face.

"Xiao, do you want to compete with weapons or fists and kicks?"

Nan Zheng was the first to speak.

"Just use fists and kicks. If the sword has no eyes, trouble will easily happen."

Xiao Feng replied.

"Haha...just what I want."

'Snapped!'

Nan Zheng made a gesture, and his whole body was filled with true energy.

In just a few seconds, the skin all over his body turned red, and a faint white vapor appeared.

"ah!"

Suddenly he roared and kicked his foot on the ground.

The whole person jumped up high and struck the opponent directly in the heart with a palm.

'boom!'

Two waves of true energy exploded, Xiao Feng punched him, and the two sides fought head-on.

Xiao Feng took two steps back and stood firm. Nan Zheng landed on the ground with a backflip and slapped him with several consecutive palms.

‘Papa…’
To be continued...