The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 459
Chapter 460
The next morning, the Nanling Martial Arts League announced the acceptance of Miyamoto Tamaru for the first battle.

As soon as this announcement came out, all martial arts were in an uproar.

Except for the children of the Nanling Martial League, everyone else thought Ye Fan was crazy.

A branch president, a young man in his 20s, dares to challenge Miyamoto Tanmamoru?

This is no longer eating the gall of a leopard, but reckless.

Miyamoto Danma Shou has been famous for many years. When Ye Fan was still breastfeeding, he was a rising star in Yangguo martial arts. What can Ye Fan say?
Overthinking one's own abilities, not knowing the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, countless voices of doubt and ridicule spread.

When everyone expressed their dislike for Ye Fan outside, Ye Fan was staying in the Feilong Villa to retreat and practice.

Although his morale is like a rainbow, it does not mean that he is sure enough to win, so hurry up and practice.

The "Tai Chi Sutra" has a total of nine levels, and now Ye Fan has only finished the second level, and has not entered the third level.

He hoped to make some progress this week, so that he would be more confident against Miyamoto Danmamoru.

At the same time, Ye Fan lamented the awesomeness of "Tai Chi Jing". After practicing the first level, you will reach the yellow state, and the second level will reach the mysterious level, so the third level is very likely to be in the state...

If all the cultivation is completed, I guess I can walk sideways in this world.

Thinking of this, he became a little more excited, and settled down to practice the "Tai Chi Sutra".

A few hours later, Ye Fan's body shook, and he opened his eyes, only to find another layer of dirt all over his body.

The spirit and body are much more refined than before, but they still haven't entered the third level, which makes Ye Fan feel a little regretful, but he didn't force it, and enough is enough to reap the benefits.

"Ding--"

Just when Ye Fan walked into the lobby after taking a shower, the phone rang suddenly. He put on his earphones to answer it, and after a while, his expression changed.

Ye Fan threw the towel on the sofa, greeted Miao Fenglang and Su Xi'er, and then took Dugushang to Nanling Wumeng.

Shen Dongxing called, and Murong Sanqian, the law enforcement elder of the Wumeng headquarters, brought people to Nanling.

As soon as the old guy arrived at Nanling, he came down and beat Wang Dongshan and Xue Ruyi, and even temporarily took over the Nanling Wumeng.

Ye Fan didn't know their reason for coming, but he wouldn't let them do their best.

The car soon arrived at the Nanling Martial League, Ye Fan came out with Dugu Shang, and soon saw Shen Dongxing coming up to greet him.

"Brother Fan, you are finally here."

Shen Dongxing said anxiously: "If you don't come again, the old guy will probably demolish this place."

Ye Fan walked forward and asked, "What's the background of this old man?"

Although he is the president, he only has good friends with Jiu Qiansui and Huang Feihu, and he is not familiar with the structure of the Wumeng League, and he has no friendship with any elders.

Murong Sanqian, in his cognition, is no different from the old man in the park.

Shen Dongxing hurriedly lowered his voice and reported:

"Murong Sanqian, one of the veterans of the Martial League, is also the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, who specializes in dealing with children who violate the family law."

"He is average in skill, but has a lot of experience. He is the first batch of people who are planning to establish the Wumeng. He likes to rely on the old to sell the old."

"This guy had conflicts with my father before, so he has always been displeased with the Nanling Martial Arts League. Every time he inspects, he either finds this problem or that mistake."

"My father spent a lot of money to deal with him, but the money was not given to him, but to Nan Gongxiong and the others. This made Murong Sanqian hate Nanling even more."

"It was rumored that after my father died, he kept working, hoping that his nephew Murong Feixiong would become the president, but you parachuted here and cut him off."

He added: "So he has long been dissatisfied with you, the president."

Ye Fan interrupted Shen Dongxing's big start: "What reason did he use to come here to act wild..."

Shen Dongxing said in a low voice: "Your challenge..."

Ye Fan frowned: "What about the challenge?"

While talking, the two had already entered the Wumeng hall.

The hall burning with sandalwood was as solemn as ever, but today there was a touch of blood.

In the field of vision, there were five people kneeling on the hard floor, Xue Ruyi, Wang Dongshan, Huang Tianjiao, Huang Sanchong, and Kuang Xiong.

They gritted their teeth, not only knelt on the toe press on their knees, but also suffered cane whipping on their backs.

Bloody and bruised.

Behind them stood five men in yellow clothes, gently wiping the rattan with paper towels.

In the back, on the main seat where Ye Fan was sitting, sat a chunky old man with a goatee, playing with two walnuts in his hands, with a look of contempt.

High above.

There is no doubt that he is Murong Sanqian.

On both sides of Murong Sanqian, there were a few young female disciples standing, either hugging their chests, or curling their lips, looking at Xue Ruyi and the others jokingly.

gloat.

The highlight moment of the law enforcement hall is to enforce the family law on these backbones.

"Ye Fan, are you still kneeling?"

Before Ye Fan could get mad, Murong Sanqian had already looked over.

Being able to lock it at a glance, he obviously did enough homework on Ye Fan.

Several female disciples also stared at Ye Fanjiao and shouted, "Kneel down!"

"Kneel down?"

Ye Fan walked in with his hands behind his back, staring at Murong Sanqian coldly: "Why?"

"Boy, why did you talk to Elder Murong?"

A woman with almond eyes shouted coquettishly: "Believe it or not, I'll break your mouth?"

"Why?"

Murong Sanqian waved his hand to stop the almond-eyed woman, and looked at Ye Fan slowly: "Because I am the elder of the law enforcement, because I am the veteran of the Wumeng League."

Ye Fan stepped forward unhurriedly: "Elder Law Enforcement, ask me, what rule have I violated that I have to kneel down and be punished?"

Xue Ruyi and the others wanted to advise, but when they saw Ye Fan's posture, they gave up. They knew that Ye Fan was upset.

"What mistake did you make, don't you know?"

Murong Sanqian slapped the table and shouted: "Don't pretend to be crazy for me, or the crime will be aggravated."

Ye Fan said indifferently: "I really don't know, please ask Elder Murong to clarify."

Before Murong Sanqian could respond, the almond-eyed woman was furious:

"Miyamoto Tajima kept the gauntlet, you challenged yourself, this is a mistake, this is a crime."

"Do you think it's your business alone?"

"wrong!"

"You are the president of Nanling. If you lose this battle, it doesn't matter if you live or die, but you will lose face to the Wumeng League and the whole of China."

"At that time, the martial arts all over the world will ridicule us for not knowing the heights of the heavens and the earth, and will even more despise the Chinese martial arts for being vulnerable."

"Say, should you be punished?"

"Wang Dongshan and Xue Ruyi, as the backbone of the Nanling Martial Arts League, did not prevent you from overthinking your capabilities, and they will also be dealt with by the family law."

"Ye Fan, I advise you to kneel down quickly, accept the punishment of Elder Murong, and then publicly declare that the challenge is invalid."

"Otherwise we will kill you three times and six holes today, and take you back to Longdu and put you in a water prison for three years."

She looked at Ye Fan with contempt: "Don't kneel yet? Do you want us to do it?"

Several female companions also looked at Ye Fan jokingly, and they didn't think that this kid had any ability. He was able to parachute to be the president, and it was estimated that Nine Thousand Years was used as cannon fodder.

Murong Sanqian didn't speak, just sat in Ye Fan's seat, drinking tea leisurely.

The meaning of almond-eyed woman is also his meaning.

The almond-eyed woman stared at Ye Fan with a sneer: "If you don't kneel down, we will get angry."

"Let's not say that it is my business whether to fight or not, and let's not say that there are always winners and losers in martial arts competitions..."

Ye Fan looked at Murong Sanqian and the others with cold eyes: "Just say one thing, how did you conclude that I will lose this battle?"

"You brat, what do you call Ban Miyamoto-san?"

The almond-eyed woman raised her eyebrows: "You probably won't even be able to beat me..."

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan slapped her and sent her flying...

(End of this chapter)