President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 1018 Brother-in-law, I’m cold (third update)
  He really wanted to rush over, pull Black Eagle and say something: "That damn girl is my sister-in-law!"

Su Han stood there, looking at Qiao Yuman, with a drooped face: "Yuman, this is a bit inappropriate."

It would be misleading if he and Qiao Yuman slept in the same room, even if they didn't share the same bed. Although... Black Eagle and the others didn't mind at all, and might even be looking forward to it, but for Su Han, it was so bad.

Qiao Yuman yawned, as if she didn't hear Su Han's words, and climbed directly into bed, rolled up the quilt and got ready to sleep.

Su Han felt helpless for a while.

Seeing Qiao Yuman's slight breathing soon, he couldn't even laugh or cry. Did he fall asleep so quickly? It seemed that Qiao Yuman was really tired after a day of traveling and playing.

Su Han was too lazy to say anything more, climbed into another bed, and continued sitting cross-legged.

For Su Han, practicing Qigong all night is more useful than sleeping, and he can recover his physical strength and spirit much faster.

He sat cross-legged and was about to continue thinking about the formation to see if he could go further. Suddenly, Qiao Yuman, who was huddled in the quilt, smacked her lips and said vaguely: "Brother-in-law, I'm cold..." "

Su Han opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.

"Brother-in-law, I'm cold..." Qiao Yuman curled up.

The altitude of Shushan Mountain is not low, and the temperature drops sharply at night. Although Zheng Chen prepared a quilt, it seems that it is not thick enough for a girl like Qiao Yuman.

She is not a practicing practitioner, she has a strong body.

That little face, huddled in the quilt, frowning slightly, obviously a little cold, is it calling him even in his sleep?
  Su Han looked at Qiao Yuman, looking at that pure and delicate face, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He got out of bed, picked up his quilt, covered Qiao Yuman's body, and tightened the corners of the quilt for her: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have brought you here, it's so troublesome."

Su Han smiled and watched Qiao Yuman fall asleep without disturbing her.

He turned around and went back to his bed, still sitting cross-legged, thinking about the formation.

In the dead of night, the occasional buzz of insects can be heard. This kind of tranquil environment is not something you can hope for in a big city. The weather in March and April is most suitable for living in a place like Shushan.

Su Han was immersed in his own world, concentrating on thinking about and deducing the formation patterns, but not far away from him, Qiao Yuman was sleeping soundly, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she didn't know what she was dreaming about.

Silent all night.

The next day is the official start of the martial arts conference!

dong dong dong——!
  The big bell on Shu Mountain rang, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time. The deep bell seemed to penetrate into people's hearts, making people feel solemn and solemn.

"The martial arts conference has officially begun!" Li Zhengyang stood at the top and said loudly.

Below, are the various sects of the Hidden Sect of Martial Arts, all eager to show off their talents at the Martial Arts Conference. Even if they cannot become the strongest, they still want to show off their sect's skills and make people remember their names!
  "According to past practice, a few seniors will serve as judges and control the entire audience," Li Zhengyang said with a smile. "The elderly will not mix with the young people. We all hope to see more talented people. Young people will grow up and make the Martial Arts Hidden Sect more prosperous!"

Standing next to Li Zhengyang were several old men, all of whom seemed to be in their sixties or seventies. They were obviously highly respected people in the hidden martial arts sect.

They serve as judges, which naturally makes people convinced. Everyone was standing there, and the people from the Hidden Sect family were standing at the front. Looking at this camp, it can be seen that there are clear levels of hierarchy in this circle.

The Liu family stood at the very edge, where they should have been. At this moment, Jun Shaoyang and others were standing.

He was still waving his fan, like a handsome young man, indifferent to the people and things around him, because nothing could catch his eye, except for Su Han, who made him a little curious.

Jun Shaoyang turned his head and glanced at Su Han, who also looked at him.

"This guy doesn't seem to know that the Lord died in my hands." From Jun Shaoyang's face, Su Han could definitely see that Jun Shaoyang didn't know about this, and even... the Lord Didn't tell him!
  People from Kunlun are not weak, but they are not very strong either.

After just one glance, Jun Shaoyang stopped looking and turned around to whisper a few words to Tongshan. Tongshan's eyes suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura, and he looked straight at Su Han, with a look on his face. A hint of madness.

Su Han ignored this. Tongshan was not his opponent. For a person of that level, he had a hundred ways to kill Tongshan!
  "According to the rules, three people from each sect can enter the arena at a time, and the person who remains in the ring in the end is the strongest!"

Above, Li Zhengyang said loudly, "It's fair. As long as you are strong enough, that arena belongs to you."

People who can stay in the ring for longer will naturally be stronger. Even if they are exhausted in the end, everyone will see it. However, truly powerful people will not worry about this at all.

Because people who are confident in themselves simply don't bother to use others to consume the other person's energy.

"On the stage, until the point is reached..." Before Li Zhengyang could finish speaking, a voice came from below.

"and many more."

Jun Shaoyang glanced at Li Zhengyang and couldn't help but sneered, "That's it, what's the point? Do you practice martial arts just to keep fit? The Hidden Sect of Martial Arts, but the circle of national martial arts, national martial arts only kills people, not performs! "

Li Zhengyang's expression changed slightly, and several other people looked at each other. As old men in the martial arts circle, they naturally knew this sentence.

"In that case, what's the point of stopping there?" Jun Shaoyang shook his fan, "It's just a child's game of house. Is it possible that the martial arts hidden sect has not reached this level?"

Li Zhengyang was not angry and looked at Jun Shaoyang: "Then what suggestions do you have?"

"On the ring, life or death!" Jun Shaoyang glanced around and scanned the faces of all the sects, "Those who are afraid can just withdraw and there is no need to participate. To avoid embarrassment, come on if you are brave! "

The perseverance on his face made many people feel uncomfortable, as if he was the strongest in the Haisha Gang and no one took him seriously!
  "Too arrogant! Do you really think you are invincible?"

"I've never seen such a person before, so I don't take everyone seriously."

The people around were talking and angry, and some people were retreating. If it was just a discussion and exchange, they would still dare to go up, but when life and death were involved, few people would really risk it.

In modern society, Chinese martial arts is gradually declining. It is precisely because of this that there is no longer a need to fight and kill, and Chinese martial arts naturally retains a performance aspect.

Chinese martial arts is divided into fighting methods and training methods. Training methods are about cultivating oneself and exercising the body, which are more of a performance nature, while fighting methods are the way to kill the enemy!
  Jun Shaoyang's words made many people hesitate.

"If you don't dare, go back as soon as possible, don't be embarrassed." Gai Ran snorted coldly and shouted when he saw this.

(End of this chapter)