Rebirth: Taking Away the 10 Billion-Dollar Assets of His Bad Dad

Ling Yun rolled his eyes:

"I heard them say you were cooking this afternoon, and I thought you had finally gotten wise and were going to cook me a meal!"

Yun Yao's head almost dropped under the table, and Yang Qing asked:

"Master Ling, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Swish! Ling Yun's cheeks flushed red:

"I...I...I made two dishes for you!"

Yang Qing's head was suddenly in a mess. He watched Ling Yun put the food box on the table, and then... Mapo tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork...

Are these the only Sichuan dishes? Yang Qing complained in his heart!

At this time, Yun Yao and Ling Yun were both embarrassed. Xiao Jiushuang looked at Yun Yao's dishes and then at Ling Yun's dishes, and looked up at the two of them with confused eyes.

Yang Qing shook his head:

"Ahem! Very good, very good!"

Yang Qing sat at the dining table:

"Then let's eat together!"

Yun Yao and Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on each side. Xiao Jiushuang consciously moved closer to Yun Yao. It was simple. Yun Yao had prepared chicken legs for her, but Ling Yun didn't!

Yang Qing looked at Xiao Jiushuang unhappily. The little guy was quite realistic!

Yun Yao picked up a piece of fish-flavored shredded pork with chopsticks and put it in Yang Qing's bowl, looking at Yang Qing with a smile:

"Try mine!"

Ling Yun picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu with chopsticks:

"You're taking advantage of me!"

Little Jiushuang froze in place for a moment, her eyes wide open and her mouth forming a big O shape. Her little paw loosened, and the chicken leg fell onto the table.

What did I hear? Who took advantage of whom?

Yang Qing felt uncomfortable throughout the meal, with Xiao Jiushuang's complaints filling his head:

"Four! Four!"

In a blink of an eye, the day of the martial arts tournament arrived. Early in the morning, a ring had been erected on the platform in front of the Emei Hall. It was surrounded by disciples from various sects and families, with only one seat reserved for the Northern Territory remaining empty! In front of the hall, Yang Qing and Ling Yunduan sat at the main seats, while Yun Yao stood obediently beside Yang Qing. For the past two days, their relationship had remained stagnant. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but Ling Yun's constant, distant gaze on the two of them made it impossible for them to move forward even a single step.

Yang Qing secretly calculated the time, while Ling Yun looked at the sects in the audience and the empty seat in the Northern Territory. He felt extremely complicated. When Emei notified the various sects, the Northern Territory had been causing trouble.

Now he is suddenly not attending, which clearly shows that he does not take the Central Plains martial arts community seriously!

Ling Yun adjusted his mood, stood up and said:

"This martial arts tournament has officially begun! Now, the rules are announced!

First: This martial arts tournament adopts an elimination system, and the last one standing on the ring is the winner!

Second: This competition is limited to a single fight, and private fighting is prohibited!

Third: This martial arts competition will be judged by Chief Instructor Yang Qingyang of the Martial Arts Administration Bureau.

We will uphold fairness and impartiality in our rulings! Please also respect the order of the meeting!"

At this time, an Emei disciple on the stage said loudly:

"The martial arts tournament has officially begun. The first group is Feng Yang from the Qingmu Sect versus Feng Qiushui from the Huashan Sect!"

"Swish! Swish!" Two figures jumped up, each saluted with their fists, and got into position!

"Hahahaha! We haven't even arrived yet, how dare you?"

Yang Qing laughed, the Beiwu Alliance is here!

Everyone looked outside the platform and heard the voice before they saw the person. This person had strong internal strength and the voice was deafening!

Outside the platform, a head first came into view, followed by two heads, then four heads. A group of people slowly walked onto the platform! Then a group of men in leather jackets strode onto the platform! Leading the way was a 2-meter-tall, burly, bearded man!

"You dare to start before our Beiwu Alliance even arrives! Don't you take our Beiwu seriously?"

Hong Tiance glanced coldly:

"I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be Ma Dapao! We've been waiting for you and you never showed up, and we thought you were scared and didn't dare to come!"

Marshal Ma was not one to suffer any loss, so he laughed:

"Hong, have you forgotten how you lost to me three years ago? Why, you haven't seen me for three years, and your skills haven't improved, but your tongue has become more eloquent? Did you learn that from that tigress of yours?"

"Hahahahahaha!" The Beiwu disciples behind him laughed loudly, and Hong Tiance's face instantly darkened!

"Master Ling, please postpone the start. We need to settle a personal grudge!"

Ling Yun was about to refuse, but Yang Qing raised his hand to stop him:

"It's a martial arts competition anyway, so why not let them help liven up the fun?"

Yang Qing knew very well that the same situation had happened in his previous life, and Ling Yun had refused. This had instead aroused Marshal Ma's emotions, and he had even directly provoked the entire Central Plains martial arts community. The Central Plains martial arts community attacked him, triggering a fierce fight!

Marshal Ma's eyes shone, and he glanced at Yang Qing:

"Who are you? You have no right to speak here."

Hong Tiance sneered:

"If you're late, be humble. This is the newest chief instructor of the Military Administration Bureau! Yang Qing, Chief Instructor Yang!"

Marshal Ma looked Yang Qing up and down in surprise and said in disbelief:

"Do you take me for a fool? How old is he? How can he be the chief instructor of the Military Management Bureau?"

"Hey! Kid! Have you grown your hair yet? You want to be the chief instructor? The Military Affairs Bureau wants to close down, right?"

The Beiwu disciples behind him looked at Yang Qing with disdain:

"Exactly. Are the Military Control Bureau crazy? They let this little brat be an instructor!"

"Let me meet this chief instructor! I can crush him with just one finger!"

"Don't do that! If you kill him, the Martial Arts Administration will ask you to be the chief instructor, and that'll be really troublesome!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hey, kid! I challenge you, do you dare to accept? If you lose, get out of here!"

Yang Qing was calm and looked at the Beiwu disciple with peaceful eyes.

Tie Shou was the first to object and shouted:

"How dare you challenge our instructor? Come on, come on, you want a fight, right? I'll fight you!"

The Beiwu disciple said with sarcasm in his eyes:

"What?! Are you only able to hide behind others? Or are you just a useless person seeking fame and reputation?"

Ling Yun angrily slammed the table:

"Master Ma! Your disciple is so arrogant, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Marshal Ma shrugged, spread his hands, and looked innocent:

"Isn't today a martial arts tournament? My disciples have doubts about the chief instructor's ability. Don't I think that's a problem? If he really has the ability, wouldn't it be better to have a fight? That would also convince my disciples, wouldn't it? Of course, if he's scared and doesn't want to fight! That's fine! Just say I'm scared! I admit defeat! It's not impossible!"

Yang Qing shook his head helplessly. It seemed that things were still proceeding according to the original development!

Marshal Ma narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Qing:

"Little boy, do you want to admit defeat?"

Feng Xifan was overjoyed. He had suffered a setback at the hands of Yang Qing the day before and was already angry. Now that he saw Marshal Ma picking on Yang Qing, he was naturally happy and continued to add fuel to the fire:

"Master Ma! That's enough! He's the chief instructor of the Martial Arts Administration Bureau, you mustn't let this go unsolved!"