Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 171

At this moment, Meng Xingyu, who was standing in the middle of the training ground, suddenly spoke up. He took a step forward and looked at Chu Feng with his eyes wide open. It seemed like he had just made a crucial decision.

“The match between Mr. Chu and I had not ended yet. Even though he is a grandmaster and I am not his match, I, Meng Xingyu, still want to challenge him. I want to see how much of a gap there is, between a grandmaster and myself. If not, my mind would not be in peace for the rest of my life.”

As soon as he finished talking, there was a rustle among the crowd. Most of the people had a strange look on their faces and unknowingly, they were starting to back away from him so that they would not get involved with him.

Meanwhile, a small portion of people had a look of admiration for him, thinking that this was the true spirit of martial arts.

“Xingyu, you're stepping out of line!” Murong Cang was so shocked that his heart nearly popped out from his chest. He reprimanded Xingyu furiously, “How dare you challenge the authority of a grandmaster? Apologize immediately!”

Even an intimidating intermediate grandmaster like Master Wu, a monster who could block bullets with his bare body, had his body penetrated with a single punch from Chu Feng; how long could a kid like Meng Xingyu possibly last in the ring?

Yun Muyu’s eyes glistened and out of goodwill, she advised, “Forget about it, you can’t defeat my brother-in-law.”

That advice from Yun Muyu finally ticked Meng Xingyu off. How could he just give up right in front of his crush?

Meng Xingyu got into his fighting pose and put on an imposing demeanor. He then shouted out, “Mr. Chu, lets fight!”

At this moment, Chu Feng stopped in his tracks and threw a glance at Meng Xingyu. This one glance from Chu Feng had let Meng Xingyu know he was not facing an easy opponent, making Meng Xingyu’s hair stand on end. He then clenched his teeth so that he would not be overwhelmed by Chu Feng’s imposing aura and pass out.

“You're not worthy to fight me yet. You’re still far from worthy,” said Chu Feng casually. He had not even started fighting but those words were like a slap to Meng Xingyu’s face; it was even more insufferable than death.

“You can challenge me again when you’ve reached such a stage next time.”

Chu Feng’s gaze turned to the entrance of the martial art studio; there was a Chinese guardian lion [1] that was made out of marble. It was roughly the height of half a man and it weighed a thousand pounds.