"Miracle Doctor Lin? A child with a yellow mouth!"
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Yang indifferently.
His eyes seemed to be looking at an ant, extremely proud and aloof.
Lin Yang frowned.
People around him were also surprised.
"Who is this person? He talks so awesomely?"
"He must not be an ordinary person. Didn't you see that President Jiang is so respectful to him? He must be some kind of extraordinary person!"
"Who could it be?"
"I don't know..."
The audience whispered to each other and talked a lot.
At this time, the middle-aged man pointed at Lin Yang and shouted: "Come here, kneel down and kowtow to my son, quickly!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Wow!"
Everyone found it incredible.
Do you want Divine Doctor Lin to kneel down and kowtow?
Crazy?
They didn't know this person's background, but everyone present knew who Divine Doctor Lin was.
How can such a person kneel down in public?
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the middle-aged man, and they were all trying to guess who this man was.
"You bastard! Who are you? Dare you ask my teacher to kneel down?"
Bing Shangjun was furious, how could he tolerate the other party humiliating Lin Yang like this?
However, the middle-aged man was not afraid at all. He stared at Bing Shangjun and said, "Where did you come from?"
"A cat or a dog? Sir, you have made a mistake! This one is the Ninth Heavenly Prodigy, Hyou Shang-kun! Known as the Crown Prince! He is not an ordinary person!"
One of the guests couldn't help but said.
Unexpectedly, when the middle-aged man heard the sound, he scoffed.
"Tianjiao? Still ranked ninth? Humph, what is this kind of thing if it's not a cat or a dog? According to me, those who are not in the top three on the Tianjiao list are all rubbish!"
How arrogant are these words!
Everyone was stunned and in disbelief.
Some people in the martial arts association were surprised.
That’s a genius!
Even if he doesn't make it into the top three, to everyone he is a monstrous genius who is aloof and cannot be blasphemed!
However, in front of this middle-aged man, he was treated like a fool, being called a cat or a dog?
"You..." Mr. Hing Shang was furious. How could he bear the other party's humiliation? He shouted directly and punched him.
"Bingshangjun! Come back!" Lin Yang shouted urgently.
But...it's too late!
He gathered all his strength, like a galloping bull, and punched the middle-aged man in the chest with a force that could penetrate steel.
But at the moment when his fist was about to hit, the man suddenly raised his palm to block it.
Bang!
The fist hit his palm firmly.
The power collapsed.
The palm of his hand remained motionless, like a rock.
As for the terrifying iron fist, it...can't advance even half a point.
Blocked?
People around me opened their eyes wide.
The next second! The middle-aged man's palm suddenly tightened, and he tightly grasped Hyoshang-kun's fist, and then exerted force.
