One believes that Qi Kunlun is above Ning Changsheng.

One believes that Ning Changsheng is above Qi Kunlun.

"I heard that this time the three armies will fight, Ning Changsheng will take action. Do I want me to help you and eliminate his physical strength?" asked Ba Ding.

"No need, I have been fascinated by Ning Changsheng, the number one master! Now that he wants to fight me, I will naturally not retreat. At that time, let me meet him well for a while." Qi Kunlun laughed, his tone filled with confidence.

The most important thing for a warrior is self-confidence. If you are afraid before fighting, you will lose eight points.

When practicing martial arts, almost no one who practices martial arts is timid and afraid of things.

"Master, who is better than you or this Ning Changsheng?" Qi Chuqin looked at Ba Ding and couldn't help asking.

"I can't explain clearly, I have heard of Ning Changsheng's reputation. The Red Palace is very strict, but he can easily sneak in and deter the president, which shows his excellence. Moreover, there are always rumors that he is the best today... I think, there are no vain scholars under the reputation." Ba Ding smiled faintly and said.

He had already passed the age of fighting fiercely. If it were thirty years ago, he might have found an opportunity to compete with Ning Changsheng for this fame.

Qi Kunlun said: "Don't underestimate Senior Ba. Senior was the number one master in our Chinese army thirty years ago. He was famous and made countless military achievements."

Qi Chuqin smiled and said, "Then you have to tell me more about his old man's story from now on, and he doesn't want to tell me anything."

"This is not a problem," said Qi Kunlun.

Qi Chuqin said: "I haven't eaten well these days and I haven't slept well. I just came out, so you can't help me with the weather? If I'm not prepared, why should I work hard for you in the future?"

"Of course there are preparations, and it has been arranged. Let's go and have a meal together." Qi Kunlun said.

If he wanted to have a state banquet dinner in a state guesthouse, it would be just a matter of one word. However, he did not have the habit of abuse of power, and felt that the state banquet was too extravagant and wasted, and it was not in line with his concept.

Qi Kunlun found a private restaurant to invite two masters and apprentices to have dinner. He often came to this private restaurant. The chef's ancestor was the imperial chef of the Zhao family back then, and some unique skills were passed down. Moreover, this restaurant is very tempered and only takes up six tables of guests in a day, three tables in the morning and three tables in the afternoon.

However, the price of dishes is not expensive, only comparable to ordinary high-end restaurants, and can be afforded by white-collar workers.

"Mr. Qi is here! I sit down and my master is cooking." There is only a waiter in the private restaurant, and the waiter is the apprentice of the restaurant owner.

"Okay, let Master Zhao come over and have two drinks together. I brought some good wine here." Qi Kunlun smiled and put the white wine he brought on the table.

The wine is specially supplied by the army and is produced in ancient towns. It has been stored in the cellar for thirty years. When poured out, the wine can be pulled into a silk thread shape and has a mellow taste.

"If you want to get it, I will tell the master."

Ba Ding looked around and then smiled and said, "I have been here in the past, and the changes are a bit big compared to the current ones."
Chapter completed!