Looking at Mo Feng's thin back, Mo Tianming put away his astonishing momentum and shouted in surprise: "Crazy Chen, are you really crazy? How could you agree to his request for duel? Although Mo Feng is a bastard, you can't beat him now."

Chen Musheng smiled slightly and sighed: "Do you think I don't agree, he won't cause trouble for me in four days?"

In fact, in the annual practice assessment of Xingzhe Village, in the last round, an empty-hand duel similar to a ring battle is a routine. The battle starts from the top 30 people in the assessment results, and uses a challenge one by one.

"Yeah, a bastard who will repay such flaws will definitely take revenge." Mo Tianming suddenly understood and touched his chin and laughed. Since he was destined to be unable to escape this duel, why not say a few harsh words first and not lose in momentum first?

"That's it, so let it go. Besides, I still have time." Chen Musheng put away the Thunder Hunting Knife. Although he was unsure, he firmly believed that after completing the goal in the tip, his strength would increase by a leap. Moreover, although he was stubborn by nature, he was unwilling to fail easily, if he knew the gap was huge, he would accept it for a moment.

Mo Tianming suddenly showed a hint of fierce expression on his face and laughed: "I have a way! The night before the pedestrian assessment, I went to break Mo Feng's leg to see how he participated in the practice assessment!"

“…”

Chen Musheng was stunned and quipped, "Don't, I won't bother you anymore, I will find a way."

In the Walker Village, there are not many people who dare to make such ruthless words, but Mo Tianming does have this ability.

"I can't help you to save face. To be honest, you can't beat him now. Hehe... But if you can have more than one year, with this perverted speed of cultivation, there is really hope." Mo Tianming grinned and patted Chen Musheng on the shoulder a few times.

During this period, every morning, Mo Tianming stayed in the wooden stake alley on time, waiting for Chen Musheng to come to practice with him in actual combat. Both of them suppressed their skills to the fifth level, fighting fiercely. Mo Tianming could more or less understand Chen Musheng's terrifying progress in his practice.

At least, to this day, under the premise of suppressing true energy, Mo Tianming, a combat madman, has found it difficult to easily bring Chen Musheng down, and is often embarrassed by Chen Musheng's strong counterattack.

"Don't worry, I know I won't win at that time, and I will admit defeat. Cousin Tianming, thank you this time." Chen Musheng said gratefully, and felt a little moved in his heart for the help Mo Tianming gave.

"No need to thank me. Your virtue of never giving up is really a cry that I'm worried that you will be beaten to death during the duel." Mo Tianming laughed twice, pointed at Chen Musheng's bloody palm, raised his eyebrows and reminded: "How is the injury? Is it okay?"

Feeling the hotness coming from his palm, Chen Musheng touched the corner of his mouth and said indifferently: "It's just a minor injury. I'll go to the clinic and ask Su Qing to bandage me. It's okay."

"Go. Su Qing is a beautiful woman. I wish I was hurt and could go and look at her for a few more times." Mo Tianming said carelessly.

Chen Musheng smiled bitterly and said speechlessly: "I don't mean that."

Mo Tianming laughed and said, "However, if you don't want to die too badly in four days, you can go to Su Qing for help. The Su family is a family of 'doctors', and some strange pills are amazing."

Chen Musheng was puzzled and asked strangely: "Actually, I have always been very strange. Su Qing is no more than four or five years older than you and me. How could he have the title of a miracle doctor? Last time she helped me use my qigong to heal my wounds, she found that she was actually a high-level warrior with the tenth level of martial arts cultivation."

Mo Tianming looked like accustomed to him and asked, "Madman, don't you know? In order to inherit the family's medical skills, Su Qing practiced the first-level exercise "The Vitality of Life". Although it is easy to practice to the tenth level, he has almost lost the possibility of advancing to the samurai realm."

"No wonder." Chen Musheng said in surprise.

Mo Tianming explained: "As for her medical skills, it is indeed powerful. Although the Su family is very weak and has been dependent on our Mo family for many years, their medical skills are definitely the best in the world. Everyone knows the entire Fengyue Island."

Chen Musheng wondered: "With his reputation and medical skills, how could he come to Xingzhe Village to be an ordinary doctor?"

Mo Tianming shrugged and said, "You know, maybe this is the hobby."

"Impossible." Chen Musheng shook his head confidently, retreated out of the wooden stake alley, and said goodbye: "I'll go first, and continue to practice with you tomorrow morning. In four days, I don't want to lose."

"Go." Mo Tianming waved his hand thornfully and looked at Chen Musheng's distant back with some strangeness. He still felt that if Chen Musheng really had to face Mo Feng, he would not have a chance to win. The gap between the middle-level warrior of the fifth level of internal power and the high-level warrior of the eighth level of internal power is too big.

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Chen Musheng walked into the clinic with a familiarity and saw Su Qing holding her cheek with her slender palm, leaning against the table and chair, looking very focused on a medical book on the table. His strands of hair hang down along his white cheeks, looking hazy and sexy.

"Sister Su Qing." Chen Musheng called out.

Su Qing looked up in surprise and saw that it was Chen Musheng. She couldn't help but touch her red lips and smiled: "What's wrong with it?"

Chen Musheng smiled bitterly, spread his blood-stained palms, and apologized: "Please trouble you, Sister Su Qing."

Su Qingdae frowned, got up to get the bandaged utensils, and scolded: "What's going on? In less than a few days, I'm doing this again?"

"This is left during the actual practice with others, and I was a little careless." Chen Musheng said carelessly. He was unwilling to use the embarrassing things of failure as a topic of discussion.

"It's just a drill. You are too serious." Su Qing gave Chen Musheng a blank look. While scolding her, she began to clean up the wound in Chen Musheng's palm, applied special wound medicine on it, and began to wrap it with a bandage.

Chen Musheng: "Hehe... I forgot everything when I fight."

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious. You will be cured in one or two days." Su Qing skillfully wrapped the bandage tightly, stood up and smiled.

"Thank you." Chen Musheng moved his palms and felt that it was nothing serious.

Su Qing smiled and said, "It's no need to thank you, this is also my responsibility."

Chen Musheng hesitated for a moment and asked in confusion: "Sister Su Qing, you can't even ask for other famous families on the floating island. How could he come to the Walker Village? The heroes have no place to use their skills."

After Su Qing teased a trace of hair on her forehead to her ears, she suddenly blinked playfully and said, "Speaking of it makes me grow. Actually, I don't know why I came here. My mother must have me."

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Su Qing sighed quietly and said, "Mom asked me to come here to wait for someone."

Chen Musheng was surprised: "Have you waited for it?"

"No, his surname is Chen." Su Qing suddenly chuckled: "My mother said that his name is Chen Tieshan, and one day she will return to this Walker Village."

"!"

Chen Musheng said in surprise: "My father?"

"What?" Su Qing opened her beautiful eyes, her pretty face full of surprise. She asked, "Are you Chen Tieshan's son?"

Chen Musheng nodded subconsciously: "But my father died of illness before I was born."

"How could it be? My mother specifically instructed that Chen Tieshan would definitely come back." Su Qing was stunned, looked at Chen Musheng's tough face, and whispered: "My mother said that my appearance is exactly the same as when she was young. Chen Tieshan would definitely recognize him when she came back."

When Chen Musheng heard this, he felt a storm in his heart. Regarding what the middle-aged man said a few days ago, he was full of doubts and thought to himself: Maybe my father is really alive, but why do everyone tell me that my parents are already ill?
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